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I love to watch the bulging balloons go floating by on Thanksgiving Day, Filled with gas and bloated it’s hard to guess how much they must weigh. It’s a tradition at our house to watch them parade as they go bounding by, Look at that one wobble as he makes his way for a piece of pumpkin pie. But all too soon the consumption parade comes to a crashing end, As to the couches to watch the game the balloons will sleepily descend. And into the clear blue November sky each of them dreamily soars, The heights to which they rise are measured by the timber of their snores. And when they awake an invisible rope guides them as if by fate, To the microwave to heat up a second helping before it gets too late. This time of year the only way they know that it’s time to stop, Is when they hear an unnerving sound as one of them goes pop.

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  1. Date: 11/17/2011 2:21:00 PM
    The only time I became that balloonful was while eating my father-in-law's barbecued chicken. Mesmerized by the flavor, I didn't stop until I did nearly pop. You describe it well. KJ

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    Date: 11/17/2011 3:17:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    You're my kind of people KJ.
  1. Date: 11/15/2011 6:57:00 PM
    Beautiful imagery! You've really painted us quite a picture. Thanks for that. Always, Laura

  1. Date: 11/15/2011 4:45:00 PM
    Great job Tony, and so true on Thankgiving and Christmas day. HAAAAAA! Love that pumpkin pie, tho Strawberry cheese cake is my favorite. Have a nice one tony. Agape, Moses

  1. Date: 11/15/2011 1:38:00 PM
    Hilarious, but this describes the Thanksgivings I recall from childhood, Tony. Dad always fell asleep watching the games as my mother chided, "If I had a ball, you'd look at me too." Thanks also for your comment. That video-game-addicted son really is a "run don't walk sign." Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 11:49:00 PM
    You are just too good at these kinds of poems, Tony!

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 4:35:00 PM
    Absolutely delightful...Wish i was there enjoying those balloons with you! X Lizzie

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 2:05:00 PM
    loonie baloonies a passing high, in the novemeber sky, great poetry Tony of the Lane, johnsons stonkered for refraim, yes says i

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 2:03:00 PM
    i sure hope some of these balloons pop for great thanksgiving wishes, tony... a wow write!.:) huggs!

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 8:31:00 AM
    great parallels laced throughout this inflated u send notes up to heaven on these balloons? Great idea. ....our contest is half filled....recruit entries if u

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 8:30:00 AM
    Enjoyed reading your work..Glad that I chose this one..Got a chuckle or two from the creative work..Good luck if for a contest..Reads like a winner to me..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and leaving a kind review..Sara

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 6:22:00 AM
    You mean like when the pop tarts go pop in my mouth right out of a hot toaster. Yum. Good morning Tonino. Always nice reading of your colorful balloons, are we filled with hellium can you talk like donald duck? It's me the crazy one, hugs, vie.

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 5:05:00 AM
    I could almost see you on the end of that string Tony, well done. x

  1. Date: 11/14/2011 5:03:00 AM
    An excellently crafted piece of fine poetry. Your rhyming and rhythm are superbly done as well as your diction. The imagery is outstanding. Million thx for sharing!