And so it begins.
The menu was planned,
the groceries were bought.
Plans were made,
a timetable sought.
The goal of the day
was to get it all done,
so tomorrow would be be
just a day of good fun.
The dishes were prepped,
and put up in foil,
just waiting for their turn
to bake, cook or boil.
The brine came together,
the bags were in place,
but no, Mr. Turkey?
too big for the space.
The roasting pan beckoned,
"Come brine here awhile,
you'll get nice and tender
and bring such a smile."
But, lo and behold,
we forgot some small things,
to measure the pan
that now won't hold the wings.
We tried it laid sideways,
we tried it laid flat,
but no, Mr. Turkey
will have none of that.
So frantically calling our
man on the cell,
we begged and we pleaded
"I know WalMart is, uh, well..."
But if you want your turkey
all brined up and ready
You have to go fight back
and grab me a ready-
made roasting pan big enough
for this huge bird,
or else we'll have hot dogs
and look like big nerds.
Well, my rhyming is failing
and I've things to do ...
So here's to just wishing
HAPPY THANKSGIVING to you.
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UPDATED TO ADD!!!!
My hero called back,
said "I'm coming, get dressed
We'll BOTH go to WalMart
I do think that's best."
So, kicking and screaming
I threw on my clothes
but begged "First to Sonic"
to drink 'way my woes.
Then taking a deep breath,
we grabbed the last cart
and dove in the mire
and got a good start.
Straight to the roasting pans,
down center aisle,
grabbed some more stuffing
shoving through with a smile.
Cinnabon for morning
while watching parades,
clad in our jammies
screaming "Hurray!"
We busted through Self-Check,
'cause those lines- oh my word!
Some may still be waiting
til Christmas- absurb!
But all is now set right,
the turkey will fit,
no hot dogs for this group,
with turkey we'll sit.
So "Asta la Vista"
and oh "C'est La Vie!"
Again wishing hap happy,
to your family.
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