Thanksgiving dinner,
It's the dinner that's the winner,
Before the meal you're thinner,
And after, you feel fat.
When the turkey's stuffed,
And the pastries puffed, You never eat enough,
But after, you feel fat.
Mashed potatoes to the sky,
Why once a year, just why?
Later, you'll feel fat.
There's some gravy on your shirt,
And your stomach starts to hurt,
Oh look here comes dessert,
Now...you're fat.
~Laurel Farrell
2012
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