Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving

and all through the house 

Not a creature was stirring - not even a mouse. 

The tables were arranged with obsessive care

In hopes that the relatives would be happy there. 

The children were nestled all snug in their beds 

Battered and traumatized from the many times that Mommy said....

Do not make a mess - don't touch that it's clean! 

The Mommy worked hard to not be too mean. 

and Mamma in her sweat pants 

and Daddy in his hat 

Were never going to get 

Their much deserved nap. 

When from the kitchen there arose such a clatter 

I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter. 

Away to the pantry I flew with a dash. 

Threw open the door and let out a gasp. 

When what to my exhausted eyes should appear 

but a bad little pug with no morals or fear 

Doing the best that she knew how to do 

To hoist her fat self to the top shelf of food. 

She was little and feisty and naught and quick 

I knew in a moment that I never should kick. 

More rapid than eagles my coursers they came 

and suddenly words came out of my mouth much too horrible to name! 

At this point I am not sure that I remember the song

Plus there is still much to do and my rhyme is too long. 

I will gladly exclaim as I turn off the light 

Happy Thanksgiving to all 

and to all a good night!!!!!! 

Happy Thanksgiving!!!! 

:) 

Holly