T’was the night before Thanksgiving and all through New York
everybody was stirring in every apartment and house.
As I rounded a corner on Columbus Avenue
what to my wondering eyes should appear
a festively dressed elf, face down sticking up his rear.
Certain this odd sight needed more inspection,
I turned on 81st to check out more balloon’s inflation.
While there were no tiny reindeer anywhere to be found,
a huge Dino the dinosaur was hanging around.
With no help from Santa these giants would soon fly,
after being filled with helium from a nearby semi.
As the sun began setting in the far western sky,
I thought about turkey, potatoes and pie
for our feast on the ‘morrow after the parade.
We wish all Happy Holidays and a great Thanksgiving day.