Ah, the joys of Thanksgiving turkey roast.
Mashed potatoes in the pot, buttered gold
Fruit pies with whipped cream, calories untold.
Cups filled with rootbeer, ready for a toast.
People all gathered together to boast
Of delicacies for their taste buds bold,
Sumptuous gourmet dishes to behold,
And a basted Butterball turkey most.
Oh, the gluttony of the holidays!
People too full to move after their meal
Indulging in that ready-to-burst feel.
Looking at dessert, no one does it faze.
For oft’ it is written, and oft’ it is known
That man cannot live by salad alone.