'Twas the Night of Thanksgiving

'Twas the night of Thanksgiving

'Twas the night of Thanksgiving, 

but I just couldn't sleep... 

I tried counting backwards, 

I tried counting sheep. 

The leftovers beckoned...the dark meat and white, 

but I fought the temptation with all of my might. 

Tossing and turning with anticipation, 

the thought of a snack became infatuation. 

So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door 

and gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore. 

I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes, 

stuffing with gravy, green beans and tomatoes. 

I felt myself swelling so plump and so round, 

till all of a sudden, I rose off the ground. 

I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky 

with a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie 

But, I managed to yell as I soared past the trees... 

Happy eating to all -- pass the cranberries, please.