Ode to Stuffing
Monday, November 30, 2009 at 4:46PM Stuffing, oh stuffing what would the world be like without you,
Turkey would seem pointless, but this much you already knew.
If you became extinct the world would most likely end,
The world would collapse into itself; there would be chaos, this we cannot pretend.
The day before Thanksgiving, I fast and I fast,
If you could talk, you would be the life of the party, we’d have a blast.
I have a feeling that compared to the other food on my plate, you are the cleverest,
That is why I pile you so high, like a miniature Mount Everest.


















