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>Subject: Happy Thanksgiving

> >Date: Thursday 27, 2003

> >

> >'TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING AND 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.

>

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