Gibberish

Thanksgiving is a time

To think up crazy rhymes

To eat a lot of food

And make jokes that are really crude

My mom, she doesn't like

Riding on a trike

My dad, he's really tall

So high up, it's a pretty big fall

That sounded dumb

Let's have another shot of rum

The words are running out

Let's all scream and shout

For thanksgiving, family and booze

I may never find my shoes

This thanksgiving may not be

Furthering the family tree

But I think I'll enjoy it anyway

And that's not just somethin' I say

I really will

It will give me a thrill

And a darn good excuse

to something, something goose!