I do love my family most dearly,
And I don’t mean to be rude.
But Thanksgiving Day for me,
Well, it’s all about the food.
Right now that turkey,
Means more to me than family.
Not that I don’t give thanks,
I’m just trying to be frank.
I do feel bad, or at least not good.
But, oh my god, THE FOOD!!!
I’m not only a bad girl.
Maybe I’m the worst person in the world…
So come on, now. Don’t by shy.
More whipped cream on my pumpkin pie.
Right now the thought of obesity,
Really does not scare me.
Just leave me to my fate.
But first put more turkey on my plate.
Random Misanthrope 
Ah ha, a honest poem!
Larry
There’s nothing better than nice food! Your feelings of thanksgiving are the same I have during Christmas. It’s nice to be with your family but the food’s what’s important 😉
turkey is part of fun for Thanksgiving indeed,
love your honesty and poetic senses on the theme, smiles.
Happy Poetry Picnic.
Happy Thanksgiving, you are such a precious gem in the community, thrilled to see you in, hope to see you presence in the future,
Cheers.
🙂
Ha-ha! I’m all for that whipped cream and pie but save that poor turkey, please! Cool write!
delicious piece,
yummy.
Smiles,