Stuffed

Written by: ilene bauer

Of course I didn’t quit,
Although my appetite was snuffed.
I had to sample everything
Until my gut was stuffed.

The hostess said she’d made a lot – 
We knew she wasn’t bluffing – 
For there was such variety
Beyond the bird and stuffing.

Since every dish was yummy,
Just one bite was not enough;
And so into our eager mouths
That food we had to stuff.

Today there is a price to pay – 
My stomach’s looking puffed; 
But on Thanksgiving Day, I can’t
Prevent becoming stuffed!