We’re all thankful for something. At least, we should be. I am thankful for themes. Not just the age old theme from “A Christmas Story” about what you want for Christmas, but all those themes or prompts our teachers offered us from “what I did on my summer vacation” to the “describe Thanksgiving at your house”, which once heralded this joyous poem that I thought my dear readers would enjoy.
THANKSGIVING
Sitting down at the table to eat
Turkey and ham, the other white meat
Saying grace over our Bounty
It's the best paper towel in the county
My brother has swallowed the turkey
And his eyes look kind of murky,
But he still has room for pie
Lemon, chocolate, and pumpkin, oh my.
We all stand up in joy to sing
Hoping my brother doesn't eat anything
Because odds are he'll explode
And scatter himself across the road.
Finally, he's ready to go
Which we're all happy to know
So we give him a push out the door
Because he can't squeeze through like before.
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