Holiday Meals
Imagine if, when giving thanks,
We grilled some burgers, ribs and franks
And ate our turkey in July
With yams and fresh-baked pumpkin pie.
Our guests would rear up and revolt
And out the door a few would bolt,
For some traditions can’t be ditched,
Including foods which can’t be switched.
I’ve heard some folks eat mac and cheese
On both occasions, if you please,
And one Thanksgiving, we did brood
When stuck with eating Chinese food.
But mostly, menus stay the same
On holidays, when families claim
To stick to what they always eat,
To make the past and present meet.
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