Thanksgiving


Thanksgiving

Mom and Dad always said

Don’t eat much breakfast or you’ll be sad

You’ll miss out on turkey and taters too

Deviled eggs and plenty of food

So a piece of peanut butter toast

A glass of juice and water at most

Our tummies were growling we could hear

Please let us get there oh father dear

I walk in and oh, the smell of food

Everything looks so yummy and good

Mom fills my plate and also my glass

I take a nice seat and sit on my ___

Oh this was worth starvation today

For going to Grandma’s is the only way

Tummy all full I can hardly walk

Afraid I’ll puke if I begin to talk

I find my way to the guest bedroom

I lay on the bed and very soon

My eyes are heavy and then they close

This is the way Thanksgivings go.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

11/06/2013

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