The day after Thankful finds me in bed

For some odd reason I wish I were dead

Was it that second helping of baked ham

Or was it watching too much of Yosemite Sam

Of deviled ham I did warn

But deviled eggs have come to scorn

Who invented celery for the dressing dish

The first to suggest it well for them I have a wish

And why do the desserts come at the end of the meal

I left without even a morsel for I had had my fill

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Did I go out early in the eve

Trying to find a deal being quite naive

Perhaps I just missed out on what mattered most

But there are of some things you just cannot post

For all of you out doing shopping mania

Are those lines all the way back to Albania

Do you see the last of the three of the things you wanted

With the empty shelf will your dreams become haunted

Don’t forget the turkey sandwiches left to be eaten

Take the gas-x so the internal combustion can be beaten

All in all I suppose I must live

Because I have so much more rhyming left to give

 

So no worries about me ending up there right now in Heavan

Much Respect, from me, the one and only Ronovan

 

 

 

 

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