A Thanksgiving Smile for our Readers

Thanksgiving Rhapsody
by Kenya Davis aka Mistress Belladonna

Is this Thanksgiving?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught up in pie crust
No escape from the whipping cream

Reach for the can
Open those yams and seeeeee

I’m just a poor mom
I get no sympathy

Because I’m at the sink
at the stove
Simmering
cooking slow

Any way the tray goes
Doesn’t really matter to me
to me

Mama
I just cleaned the bird
The new counter is a wreck
dropped the giblets and the neck

Mama
I had just begun
But the cat was there
and scarfed them all away

Mama
ooooooh
Didn’t mean to tear the thigh
If it falls off during cooking it doesn’t matter
It’s all good, it’s all good
I’ll hide it on the platter

Too late
The game is on
The man is no longer mine
His chair in permanent recline
No chance I can get him, to pick up some ice
Gotta hope this punch can hold and get us through

Mama, ooooo
(checking through the windows)
Gonna have to hangup now
I wish I’d never bought that Butterballlllll

I hear a parking of a Chevrolet Sedan
It’s the folks, It’s the folks
They are blasting “Wango Tango”

The smoke alarm is crying
It is terrify ing me

Check the rolls
(check the rolls)
Check the rolls
Oh Gods no!
I burned the rolls that’s how it goes

It’s just a bundt cake
How hard can that be
My daughter cannot cook
It’s a calamity
Go get a knife, we will try to pry it free

Flip it now, on the plate
Try to hold it straight

Just wiggle

The pan won’t let it go
(let it go)

Just hold still

(the pan won’t let it go)
let it go!

Stop crying

(the pan won’t let it go)
let it go!

Come back here!
(the pan won’t let it go)

It’s okay, It’s okay
We’ll say it’s a souffle

no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Come back in here, I’m your mother
You put down those pink earphones

This non stick pan has exceeded its old warranty
Dear me, Dear me

(crashing pans and screaming kids solo)

So the inlaws have landed and the cat has run by
Children chasing it have knocked over my pumpkin pies

Oh, baby
Leave the cat alone, baby
Who’s at the door,
who invited your ex girlfriend here?

oh yeah, oh yeah

Please take home leftovers,
take some extra peas
take some mashed potatoes
That just leaves some fridge space…..for meeeee

We forgot the wish-bone
(dropped pan)