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Now It Is Too Late

I felt great,
so I ate and ate and ate,
Now it is too late.

I am stuck in a chair and can't seem to catch any air,
My pants are tight and I don't feel so right,

The turkey is poking me in the ribs as the pumpkin pie squeezes in,
The dressing is fighting with the gravy when the cranberry sauce goes crazy.

I once felt great
but I ate and ate and ate,
Now it is to late.


By Cheryl Rahn
Thanksgiving 2006


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