"Gobble, Gobble"

The turkey’s golden, the stuffing’s stacked,
The cranberry sauce? A sweet little snack.
The pies are waiting, the rolls are warm,
The green bean casserole? Still brings its charm.

So pile it high, no need to be shy,
Thanksgiving’s the day to kiss diets goodbye.
With every bite, the flavors sing,
Here’s to the joy that good food can bring!

So here’s to Thanksgiving, in all its excess,
Where eating too much is a form of success.
No regrets, just joy in every bite—
Because tomorrow I’ll fast—just not tonight.