On this Thanksgiving, 2009,
Down to the Outerbanks where the views are fine.
Food was abundant and the wine was flowing,
I drank so much my cheeks were glowing.
The children were put to work stuffing the bird,
It seemed right to put them in labor while I watched and observed.
I did make one contribution to this fine feast,
a turkey wine bottle which was no mean feat.
In no time at all we sat down to our dinner,
I definitely walked away from the table no thinner.
And to round it all out, I will not tell a lie,
I had at least two pieces of the most divine pecan pie.
