Time to be grateful, time to care,
Time to say grace, before luring the kids
into your lair
You give them chocolate, pecan, and even coconut pies
But then down comes the largest of lies
You call it dessert, a mash of puree
Spices and such, tufts of whipped cream,
So thick it will float like a cloud of dreams
Where plonked down in precious crowns
On top of the orange, in hopes of smiles and not frowns
But the silence covers the truth
They all know,
It’s not candy
or fruit.
But why stop with pumpkin, why not go all out?
Broccoli blend topped with sugar, or maybe mushed brussel sprouts
Drizzled with chocolate, a bit of a sugary glaze
Top it with cinnamon, everyone will graze
Sweet Veggie pie, sweet veggie pie, they will amaze
How about in a sweet puff pastry or a gramah cracker crust?
Maybe the vegetarians bellies will brim with lust
Oh that’s too weird, everyone will say
Instead, make pie from …
pumpkin
It’s perfect for the day
Where people say their thanks and all
And the next day people push each other down
at the shopping mall.
Happy Thanksgiving.
