Twas the night after Thanksgiving

Friday, November 23rd, 2007

Twas the night after Thanksgiving and all through the kitchen
Was the smell of left-overs
And holiday fixins.

When what to my wondering eyes did appear?
But a near finished dining room
And eight, no ten, dining room chairs!

I jumped to my feet to begin taking pictures
But to my dismay I was so full, I was just so lethargic.

I couldn’t believe when I glanced in the mirror
Is that really me?
It is, oh the horror!

I decided to settle in for a long winters nap
After all, what better way to ignore all the facts?

As I tossed and turned in my bed
I had these thoughts running through my head

What would happen if I went on a diet?
You know, what’s the harm?
I should at least try it.

And then I sat up and my thoughts became darker
Is it possible for my rear to get any larger?

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