Thursday, November 24, 2011

'Twas The Night Of Thanksgiving

A Thanksgiving Poem
--CJ Beaman--

'Twas the night of Thanksgiving, 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,
Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.

I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
‘til 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.

May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump,
May your potatoes ‘n gravy have nary a lump,

May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize,
May your Thanksgiving dinner stay off of your thighs.


  1. Love this ......have a happy day!....smiles

  2. This is so much fun! What a perfect poem for Thanksgiving. I've already gotten a warning from my nurse practitioner so I'll work hard to keep that fat off my thighs. :-)
    Happy Thanksgiving!

  3. Happy Thanksgiving Kathy, what a great poem and pre-cursor to the festive season!

  4. LOVE it! Hope you have a wonderful day! Spending time with the kids?

  5. Ha. That was cute.

    I will admit to cutting into the pecan pie at midnight last night when I finally had everything ready and the kitchen cleaned up. My little reward. ha.

    Happy Thanksgiving, Kathy. I'm thankful for you! xo