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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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