Sunday 25 July 2010
Thanksgiving Ghost
Thanksgiving GhostThe last piece of apple pie is gone,How did it disappear?The bowl of delicious stuffingHas also vanished, I fear.It happens each Thanksgiving,When leftover goodies flee,And each of us knows the responsible oneCouldn’t be you or me.The only way it could happenIs readily diagnosed,It must be the crafty, incredibly sneaky,Still hungry Thanksgiving ghost.
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