A Pre-Thanksgiving Poem

Turkey day is less than a week away.

No work, sleep late and eat goodies all day.

Dreams of stuffing, potatoes, cranberries and bread,

Have invaded my brain and are filling my head.

I know I can wait, it’s only six more long days,

Then Tom Turkey and I will have a parting of ways.

My heart is indeed heavy and I feel kind of sad,

What did he do to me, to be treated so bad?

Well, it isn’t my fault that he will look so darn yummy,

Carved up on the plate, on the way to my tummy.

So  what can I do and what can I say,

To make time go faster to get to that day?

  

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