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the Holiday Feasts

At Christmas it's turkey, or maybe it's ham...
the neighbor did roast beast...cooked in sweet jam  
my true love likes spare ribs... dripping with sauce  
and I like fried chicken... with mashers, of course  
  
Thanksgiving has football, American style... and Macy's  
Parade on TV... then dinner... and a very, very long nap... for recovery...  
   
For Christmas it's shopping, right up to the bell...  
and way too much family...it's relative Hell...  
the inlaws come down... and stay the whole week  
Aunt Tilly's in my bed... so much for sleep...  
   
the cousins all come and mess the place up  
Cat's in the house and won't stand for a pup.  
   
if I want to sleep... better move to the barn...  
no wonder so many folks ''Buy the Farm''...    
when the Holiday season again rolls around  
it dispenses with reason... examples abound...
Written by Ely (E.A.Rothwell)
Published | Edited 11th Mar 2019
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