My ideas are thinning out as my waist line in thickening. Why is it I feel like Thanksgiving has lasted for a week instead of one day? Perhaps because it was my turn to roast a turkey.
If eating was all I could ever do,
I think I love to eat turkey with you.
We'd munch and slurp and stuff our face
Until our tummies fell all over the place.
Then we'd sit and design something new.
Next year a pink and brown size large mumu.
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