Stuffing with Flair - 3rd Rev 25 Nov 2008, for Thanksgiving Options

[Cleo_Serapis]

Stuffing with Flair


'Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving and all through the house,
we find ourselves cursing that gluttonous louse
who snuck in and snitched all the stuffing last night:
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

Our guests were arriving with veggies and dips
and Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!"
Aunt Cathy came through with her baked apple pie
and Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's plump thigh.

Then all of a sudden, our family saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“O, what shall we do? The stuffing’s been 'napped!”
“We’ll have to make due 'cause our funds have been tapped!”

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash
to only find stale saltine crackers and hash...
"There’s nothing left here we can cook in its place."
"Let's wish for some payback while saying our grace."

It came to me then: I quite humbly did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - let's make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

a jig of a dance we will dash when our team
has won the big game, and then toast our regime
with country pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the nibbles we frequently eat!

A stuffing of dreams with a wish that comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones - a gift they can chew,
where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilty of ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

We'll stir in some seas'ning of mem'ries to share,
then tell everyone of our stuffing with flair;
top off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
‘cause seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo!”

Copyright © Lorraine M. Kanter 12 Nov 2006/25 Nov 2008
All rights reserved by Lorraine M Kanter as an unpublished work.


<sub>First Rev:

‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and I cursed that gluttonous louse
who snuck in and snitched the stuffing last night:
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips;
Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!"
Aunt Cathy came through with her baked apple pies;
Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's ‘plump thighs’.

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“What shall we do, the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due, our funds have been tapped!”

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
to find only stale-dated crackers and hash...
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback when saying our grace.”

Quite humbly, my partner Peter then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

a jig of a dance we will dash when our team
wins the big game and we toast with a cream
of country pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the nibbles we frequently eat!”

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish that comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones - a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilty of ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

Stir in some seasoning of memories to share,
tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
topped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
‘cause seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo!”


Original:

‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and Lori were cursing that louse
who snuck in and stole the stuffing last night:
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips,
while Momma maintained “This’ll add to your hips!”
Aunt Cathy appeared with her baked apple pie,
Grandma requested the “cooked bird’s left thigh”.

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“What shall we do, the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due. The funds have been tapped!”

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
tore open the boxes of foil and mash.
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback when saying our grace.”

Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

a dash of a dance we will jig when our team
wins the big game and we toast with a cream
of curried pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the stuff that we never should eat!”

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish they’ll come true;
we’ll make for our loved ones, a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilted by ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

Stir in some seasoning of memories to share,
tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
topped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
we hope you’ve enjoyed this here stuffing debut!"</sub>

[JLY]

Lori,
This is truly a fun read and captures humor, holiday spirit, and a little bit of sour human nature all in one offering.

It might just be me,,,,but I found myself stumbling on this line:

Quite coyly my brilliant 'other half' then said,...for me it just didn't flow as smoothly as the others.

All in all a light-hearted diversion that could be a holiday staple for years to come.

JLY

[Cleo_Serapis]

Lori,
This is truly a fun read and captures humor, holiday spirit, and a little bit of sour human nature all in one offering.

It might just be me,,,,but I found myself stumbling on this line:

Quite coyly my brilliant 'other half' then said,...for me it just didn't flow as smoothly as the others.

All in all a light-hearted diversion that could be a holiday staple for years to come.

JLY

Thanks John.

This was last year's Pandora for November.

Yes, it's 'the other half' that bumps. Since I can't write that Pete's my hubby, how about:

Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - we'll make it this way:
A sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

How does that sound?

Gobble Gobble

~Cleo

[JLY]

Lori,
Your alternative suggestion seems to flow a bit smoother.
JLY

[Cleo_Serapis]

Thanks John.

I'll just 'sneak in' that edit now.

I'm also pondering the word 'stole'? Can you think of an alternate there for S1?

Thanks bunches John!
~Cleo

[TygerTyger]

Hey!

Peter... Lori... OMG that is just to funny! "Oh, no Johnny! Not the Melbourne Method..."

(Arsenic and Old Lace, 1944. For those who've never seen it you've gotta~!)

"Insanity runs in my family... it practically gallops!"- Cary Grant

Sure is a good read you've got here!

I love a happy ending! And with family, sometimes that takes some doing...

I agree about that one line though and here is a suggestion:


Then, quite humbly, my brilliant 'other half' said,
“We’ll make our own stuffing - who needs tasteless bread!
A sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need and a snore…

Other than that, I'm gobblin' it up!

Dennis!

P.S. Stole: pilfered?

[Guest_Cathy_*]

Hi Lori,

I'll bet you had fun with this one! I know I've had fun reading it and offering suggestions! What a happy way to turn things around! LOL I love your recipe for 'stuffing' BTW!

I'm usually a bit hesitant about getting too 'creative' with someone else's work but I am confident that you will take it in the spirit that it's offered. It's such a fun poem that I just couldn't help myself! LOL

A few suggestions for you to use or lose...

‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and Lori were curs[ed]ing that [with a terrible] louse
who snuck in and stole the stuffing last night: 'snitched', 'pillaged', or 'filched' instead of stole?
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips,
while Momma maintained “This’ll add to[broaden] your hips!” or 'thicken'... or maybe even 'hippo' your hips! What about... 'while Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!" '
Aunt Cathy appeared with her baked apple pie, Yippee! It's me! LOL
Grandma requested the “cooked[roast] bird’s left thigh”. Maybe even 'Tom Turkey's left thigh'... *smiles*

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“What shall we do, the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due{.}[,] The[our] funds have been tapped!”

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
tore open the boxes of foil and [white] mash. This line felt a bit short IMO. I wasn't sure if you were talking about mashed potatoes... LOL Or maybe... 'tore open the boxes of tin foil and mash...'
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback when saying our grace.”

Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

a dash of a dance we will jig when our team You could turn this around... 'a jig of a dance we will dash when our team'...
wins the big game and we toast with a cream
of curried pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the stuff that we never should eat!”

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish they’ll[that] comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones, a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilt[y]ed by[of] ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

Stir in some seasoning of memories to share,
tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
topped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
we hope you’ve enjoyed this here stuffing debut!" IMO this last line could be better. Something about compassionate hearts grow and renew or seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo... LOL Or Thanksgiving's the season compassion renews... Just some alternatives ideas that might give you some ideas! Your line is ok but 'this here' sounds like "stuffing fillers"! *smiles* No offense intended at all... it's just that the rest of the poem is wonderful and that line feels a bit weak.

The basis of your poem makes me glad that we have Thanksgiving and Christmas... celebrated with family and friends.

Cathy

'Twould look something like this...

‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and Lori were cursed with a terrible louse
who snuck in and pillaged the stuffing last night:
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips,
while Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!”
Aunt Cathy appeared with her baked apple pie,
Grandma requested “Tom Turkey's left thigh”.

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“What shall we do, the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due, our funds have been tapped!”

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
tore open the boxes of foil and white mash.
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback when saying our grace.”

Quite coyly my brilliant partner did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

a jig of a dance we will dash when our team
wins the big game and we toast with a cream
of curried pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the stuff that we never should eat!”

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish that comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones, a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilty of ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

Stir in some seasoning of memories to share,
tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
topped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
cause seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo!"

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hey there Dennis.

Hey!

Peter... Lori... OMG that is just too funny! "Oh, no Johnny! Not the Melbourne Method..."
(Arsenic and Old Lace, 1944. For those who've never seen it you've gotta~!)
"Insanity runs in my family... it practically gallops!"- Cary Grant

Well, you know what 'they' say Dennis - write what you know, ! Thanksgiving mornings tend to be 'frantic' around these woods, it can be very comedic to say the least.

Sure is a good read you've got here! I love a happy ending! And with family, sometimes that takes some doing...

I agree about that one line though and here is a suggestion:

Then, quite humbly, my brilliant 'other half' said,
“We’ll make our own stuffing - who needs tasteless bread!
A sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need and a snore…

Other than that, I'm gobblin' it up!

Dennis!

P.S. Stole: pilfered?

Yes, I can completely relate to these here relations. Family can be the hardest to stay 'merry' and all that. Wonder why?

I've been pondering your suggestion above, while I've changed it back to the original "did say" & 'this way" you have a good idea - although with the meter still being bumpy with 'brilliant' if I opt for this one I'd most likely make it:

Then, quite humbly, my other half said,
“We’ll make our own stuffing - who needs tasteless bread!
I know its 2 beats short but it just sounds like a 'match'.

Pilfered - that might work!

Gobble gobbly regards!
~Cleo

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hello Cathy.

Hi Lori,

I'll bet you had fun with this one! I know I've had fun reading it and offering suggestions! What a happy way to turn things around! LOL I love your recipe for 'stuffing' BTW!

I'm usually a bit hesitant about getting too 'creative' with someone else's work but I am confident that you will take it in the spirit that it's offered. It's such a fun poem that I just couldn't help myself! LOL

Oh yes, this one was very fun to muse! The challenge was to create a stuffing without the usual 'food' ingredients if I recall it accurately. Oh yes, whip your ideas on me, I love to see what others 'see' in my poetry!

‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and Lori were curs[ed]ing that [with a terrible] louse
who snuck in and stole the stuffing last night: 'snitched', 'pillaged', or 'filched' instead of stole?
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

Hmmm - your idea would add two extra beats there in L2. I'm wondering if I should rephrase it to 'Peter and I' since I use first person for the remainder of the poem? Something like this perhaps?
‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and I cursed that gluttonous louse
I think I like 'snitched' the most for its alliteration to 'stuffing' - TY!

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips,
while Momma maintained “This’ll add to[broaden] your hips!” or 'thicken'... or maybe even 'hippo' your hips! What about... 'while Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!" '
Aunt Cathy appeared with her baked apple pies, Yippee! It's me! LOL
Grandma requested the “cooked[roast] bird’s left thigh”. Maybe even 'Tom Turkey's left thigh'... *smiles*

LOL! Oh YES Cathy - I love your ideas for 'crowing/hippo hips', and Tom Turkey. Maybe even:
Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's plump thighs. - LOL!

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“What shall we do, the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due{.}[,] The[our] funds have been tapped!”

Yeppers - that works!

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
tore open the boxes of foil and [white] mash. This line felt a bit short IMO. I wasn't sure if you were talking about mashed potatoes... LOL Or maybe... 'tore open the boxes of tin foil and mash...'
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback when saying our grace.”

I'll need to replace 'foil' it's not a food stuff, LOL! How about:
tore open the boxes of crackers [or noodles] and mash?

Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

I think I have an alternate for this from Dennis' idea:
Then, quite humbly, my other half said,
“We’ll make our own stuffing - who needs tasteless bread!

a dash of a dance we will jig when our team You could turn this around... 'a jig of a dance we will dash when our team'...
wins the big game and we toast with a cream
of curried pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the stuff that we never should eat!”

Yes - that sounds good Cathy. I'm thinking of changing 'stuff' to 'nibbles': in place of the nibbles we frequently eat.

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish they’ll[that] comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones, a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilt[y]ed by[of] ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

Excellent ideas!

Stir in some seasoning of memories to share,
tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
topped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
we hope you’ve enjoyed this here stuffing debut!" IMO this last line could be better. Something about compassionate hearts grow and renew or seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo... LOL Or Thanksgiving's the season compassion renews... Just some alternatives ideas that might give you some ideas! Your line is ok but 'this here' sounds like "stuffing fillers"! *smiles* No offense intended at all... it's just that the rest of the poem is wonderful and that line feels a bit weak.

The basis of your poem makes me glad that we have Thanksgiving and Christmas... celebrated with family and friends.

Cathy

Yes, I never liked the closing line either. I will ponder the 'taboo' suggestion - I like that one the most.
Thanks so much Cathy!
~Cleo

[JLY]

Lori,
You most recent adjustment seems to be a better fit.
JLY

[Cleo_Serapis]

Lori,
You most recent adjustment seems to be a better fit.
JLY

Hi John.

Do you mean this one:
Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:

[JLY]

Yes.

[Guest_Cathy_*]

Hello Cathy.

Hi Lori,

I'll bet you had fun with this one! I know I've had fun reading it and offering suggestions! What a happy way to turn things around! LOL I love your recipe for 'stuffing' BTW!

I'm usually a bit hesitant about getting too 'creative' with someone else's work but I am confident that you will take it in the spirit that it's offered. It's such a fun poem that I just couldn't help myself! LOL

Oh yes, this one was very fun to muse! The challenge was to create a stuffing without the usual 'food' ingredients if I recall it accurately. Oh yes, whip your ideas on me, I love to see what others 'see' in my poetry!

LOL Like I said, I had a lot of fun reading this and as I did the ideas just kept popping into my head!!

‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and Lori were curs[ed]ing that [with a terrible] louse
who snuck in and stole the stuffing last night: 'snitched', 'pillaged', or 'filched' instead of stole?
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

Hmmm - your idea would add two extra beats there in L2. I'm wondering if I should rephrase it to 'Peter and I' since I use first person for the remainder of the poem? Something like this perhaps?
‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and I cursed that gluttonous louse
I think I like 'snitched' the most for its alliteration to 'stuffing' - TY!

I think I like that better...'Peter and I cursed that gluttonous louse'... It kinda gives an idea what the person might have been like.

'Snitched'... 'stuffing' yeppers! I missed the alliteration! LOL Your welcome!

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips,
while Momma maintained “This’ll add to[broaden] your hips!” or 'thicken'... or maybe even 'hippo' your hips! What about... 'while Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!" '
Aunt Cathy appeared with her baked apple pies, Yippee! It's me! LOL
Grandma requested the “cooked[roast] bird’s left thigh”. Maybe even 'Tom Turkey's left thigh'... *smiles*

LOL! Oh YES Cathy - I love your ideas for 'crowing/hippo hips', and Tom Turkey. Maybe even:
Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's plump thighs. - LOL!

Thanks! LOL I kept thinking, you know... 'crowing' - 'bird'. I like your idea of 'Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's plump thighs.'

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“What shall we do, the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due{.}[,] The[our] funds have been tapped!”

Yeppers - that works!

I just didn't think that the end stop was necessary. If you were to really say it, I don't think you would say it that way...

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
tore open the boxes of foil and [white] mash. This line felt a bit short IMO. I wasn't sure if you were talking about mashed potatoes... LOL Or maybe... 'tore open the boxes of tin foil and mash...'
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback when saying our grace.”

I'll need to replace 'foil' it's not a food stuff, LOL! How about:
tore open the boxes of crackers [or noodles] and mash?

Another thought... You fly to the pantry to find something and determine there is nothing to cook in it's place appropriate for Thanksgiving dinner (noodles and mash would be IMO) so maybe...

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
but nothing was left but crackers and hash...

Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

I think I have an alternate for this from Dennis' idea:
Then, quite humbly, my other half said,
“We’ll make our own stuffing - who needs tasteless bread!

I like that!

a dash of a dance we will jig when our team You could turn this around... 'a jig of a dance we will dash when our team'...
wins the big game and we toast with a cream
of curried pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the stuff that we never should eat!”

Yes - that sounds good Cathy. I'm thinking of changing 'stuff' to 'nibbles': in place of the nibbles we frequently eat.

I like 'nibbles'! LOL

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish they’ll[that] comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones, a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilt[y]ed by[of] ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

Excellent ideas!

Thank You! *smiles*

Stir in some seasoning of memories to share,
tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
topped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
we hope you’ve enjoyed this here stuffing debut!" IMO this last line could be better. Something about compassionate hearts grow and renew or seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo... LOL Or Thanksgiving's the season compassion renews... Just some alternatives ideas that might give you some ideas! Your line is ok but 'this here' sounds like "stuffing fillers"! *smiles* No offense intended at all... it's just that the rest of the poem is wonderful and that line feels a bit weak.

The basis of your poem makes me glad that we have Thanksgiving and Christmas... celebrated with family and friends.

Cathy

Yes, I never liked the closing line either. I will ponder the 'taboo' suggestion - I like that one the most.
Thanks so much Cathy!
~Cleo

Your welcome Lori! And thank you... I haven't smiled this much in a long time! LOL

Cathy

[Cleo_Serapis]

Yes.

Quite coyly my brilliant partner then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:

Hey John.
How about:
Quite humbly, my partner Peter then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hello again Cathy.

LOL Like I said, I had a lot of fun reading this and as I did the ideas just kept popping into my head!!
I'm glad you enjoy this one as much as I do. It's a nice change to write a comedic tile.

I think I like that better...'Peter and I cursed that gluttonous louse'... It kinda gives an idea what the person might have been like.
'Snitched'... 'stuffing' yeppers! I missed the alliteration! LOL Your welcome!
Yes, I am going to use that to post my revision in a few minutes - both ideas.

Thanks! LOL I kept thinking, you know... 'crowing' - 'bird'. I like your idea of 'Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's plump thighs.'
Both of those are going into the revision - whippee, !

Another thought... You fly to the pantry to find something and determine there is nothing to cook in it's place appropriate for Thanksgiving dinner (noodles and mash would be IMO) so maybe...

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
but nothing was left but crackers and hash...
Yes I see, the Pantry is barren of side dishes.

I like 'nibbles'! LOL Cool!

You're welcome Lori! And thank you... I haven't smiled this much in a long time! LOL

Cathy

Thank YOU for your suggestions - we both can laugh a lot over these changes....
Cheers
~Cleo

[JustDaniel]

Excellent riposte, Lori. I've nearly made some notations to even out the meter to be as close to that the source of this as possible:


‘Twas the dawn of Thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Peter and I cursed I, then Peter rose cursing that gluttonous louse
who snuck in and snitched all the stuffing last night:
“That’s not very nice! No, it just isn’t right!”

The guests were arriving with veggies and dips[,] ( ; )
and Momma kept crowing, "You'll have hippo hips!"
Aunt Cathy came through with her baked apple pies;
my Grandma demanded Tom Turkey's ‘plump thighs’.

Then all of a sudden, my family then saw
no stuffing ingredients, no bread crumbs, no slaw;
“O, what shall we do, for the stuffing’s been 'napped?”
“We’ll have to make due, 'cause our funds have been tapped!”

Away to the pantry I flew like a flash,
to find only stale-dated saltine crackers and hash...
“There’s nothing in here we can cook in its place.
Let's wish for some payback while en saying our grace.”

Then Peter, my partner, quite humbly, my partner Peter then did would say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:
a sprinkle of laughter we'll bottle and pour
combined with a nap we will need (and a snore…)

a jig of a dance we will dash when our team
wins has won the big game[,] and we'll toast with a cream
of country pine needles we’ll use to make wreaths
in place of the nibbles we frequently eat!”

"A stuffing of dreams with a wish that comes true;
we’ll make for our loved ones - a gift they can chew.
Where people can eat all the stuffing they want
and never feel guilty of ‘Weight Watchers’ taunt.

We'll stir in some seas[']ning of mem[']ries to share,
then tell everyone now of our stuffing with flair;
top ped off with a hug and a kiss just for you,
‘cause seeking revenge is Thanksgiving taboo!”

Lightly sprinkling, Daniel

[JLY]

Lori,

I do like this update:

How about:
Quite humbly, my partner Peter then did say,
"We’ll make our own stuffing - and make it this way:

I do see that Daniel has also made an adjustment adding "would" in place of "then did".....actually, I think both offerings are solid and maintain a smooth meter.

JLY

[Cleo_Serapis]

Dear Daniel,

Thanks so much for these further suggestions - most of which I will use.

Rock on!
~Cleo

[Cleo_Serapis]

Thanks John!

I think I like 'would' and will make that change.

HUGS
~Cleo

[Guest_Kathy_*]

Hilarious. A clever parody. It deserves another round of applause.

There must be a turkey icon around here somewhere..... No? Oh well, here's the cook,