Social Butterflies



Social Butterlies Garden is now closed until January

Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn't sleep.
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned
The dark meat and white,
But I fought the temptation
With all of my might.

Tossing and turning
With anticipation,
The thought of a snack
Became infatuation.
So I raced to the kitchen,
Flung open the door,
And gazed in the fridge
Full of goodies galore.

I gobbled up turkey
And buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots,
Beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling
So plump and so round,
Till all of a sudden,
I rose off the ground!
I crashed through the ceiling,

Floating into the sky

With a mouthful of pudding

And a handful of pie.

But I managed to yell

As I soared past the trees...

"HAPPY EATING TO ALL! PASS THE CRANBERRIES PLEASE!"

-Author Unknown

Wishing you all a safe and enjoyable month

Hugs,
Seagull Social Butterflies Leader
and Suzanne Social Butterflies Assistant Leader