by Jack Prelutsky
I ate too much turkey,
By Jack Prelutsky
Thanksgiving Day is here today,
Great balloons are floating by,
Humpty Dumpty, Smokey Bear
Here comes Santa, shaking hands
The bands are marching, here they come,
It's pouring now, but not on me,
by Susan D. Anderson
I知 thankful for my mother, and
Maude M. Grant
Take a turkey, stuff it fat,
Now potatoes, big and white,
Pickles-yes-and then, oh my!
(to the tune of Yankee Doodle)
Mr. Turkey, better watch out.
Deborah P. Cerbus
Turkey and gravy
Jack Prelutsky
The turkey shot out of the oven
It ricocheted into a corner
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
It blanketed every appliance,
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure,
I Ate Too Much Turkey
I ate too much corn,
I ate too much pudding and pie,
I'm stuffed up with muffins
and much too much stuffin',
I'm probably going to die.
I piled up my plate
and I ate and I ate,
but I wish I had known when to stop,
for I'm so crammed with yams,
sauces, gravies, and jams
that my buttons are starting to pop.
I'm full of tomatoes
and french fried potatoes,
my stomach is swollen and sore,
but there's still some dessert,
so I guess it won't hurt
if I eat just a little bit more.
Thanksgiving Day Parade
the great parade is under way,
and though it's drizzling quite a bit,
I'm sure that I'll see all of it.
cartoon creatures stories high,
Mickey Mouse and Mother Goose,
Snoopy and a mammoth moose.
hover in the autumn air,
through the windy skies they sway,
I hope that they don't blow away.
as he waddles by the stands.
It's so much fun, I don't complain
when now it really starts to rain.
pipers pipe and drummers drum,
hear the tubas and the flutes,
see the clowns in silly suits.
I'm just as dry as I can be,
I watch and watch, but don't get wet,
I'm watching on our TV set.
Thanksgiving Prayer
I知 thankful for my dad.
I知 thankful for my sisters, and
for all the fun we致e had.
I知 thankful for my brother, Tom,
(even when he痴 jerky.)
But most of all, I知 oh-so-thankful
not to be a turkey.
A Thanksgiving Dinner
Some of this and some of that.
Get some turnips, peel them well.
Cook a big squash in its shell.
Mash till they are soft and light.
Cranberries, so tart and sweet,
With the turkey we must eat.
For a dessert a pumpkin pie,
Golden brown and spicy sweet.
What a fine Thanksgiving treat!
Mr. Turkey
Thanksgiving Day is coming.
If you're not careful, you'll end up
In someone's hungry tummy!
Mr. Turkey, run, run, run.
Please run away and hide.
Mr. Turkey, run, run, run.
Don't wait around outside.
Oh, What a Feast!
Corn on my plate.
Oh, what a feast for me.
Cranberries and stuffing
I can't wait.
Oh, what a feast for me.
Bread and potatoes
Dessert is great.
Oh, what a feast for me.
I love Thanksgiving
Fill up my plate.
Oh, what a feast for me!
The Turkey Shot out of the Oven
and rocketed into the air,
it knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
and burst with deafening boom,
then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
it totally coated the floor,
there was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there'd never been turkey before.
it smeared every saucer and bowl,
there wasn't a way I could stop it,
that turkey was out of control.
and thought with chagrin as I mopped,
that I'd never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn't been popped.