((((((((STUFFED))))))))
Sitting next to the babe of sister Jane, is
a stomach, renting an apartment for two.
Uncle Bob and Brother Ted, are
there visiting from Kalamazoo.
And there's Grandma Edith, who
curses mostly in Swedish.
So much food and wine, one
ought to be squeamish.
Plates overloaded with turkey and butter rolls.
Whole-made stuffing, and green bean casserole. Napkins
everywhere. Wiping up the warm cranberry sauce.
All the while sits pretty Jill, who
quietly applies her pink lip gloss.
All of them....
Forgetting to say grace...
Forgetting to thank the Lord for their health, and warm fireplace.
FILL THEIR CUPS FULL OF WINE.
LET THEM LAUGH AND LET THEM DINE.
THEY WILL BLOAT, AND THEY WILL GLOAT.
SOME DAY...
THEY'LL RUN OUT OF FOOD.
LICKING THE CRUMBS OFF, THE
SOLE OF THEIR SHOES.
TO STAY ALIVE...
THEY WILL EAT THE CAT THAT SWALLOWED THE RAT.
ENOUGH CHOLESTEROL TO GIVE THEM ALL; A
FERKING HEART-ATTACK!