... 'Twas the Night of Thanksgiving ...

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'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, pickles and carrots, 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.

HAPPY HOLIDAY EVERYBODY

Remember the greatest gift of all ... something called "life" (L'Chaim)
Teach that to the children ... it's a lesson in happiness.

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