Insisting that she was the boss, Of making the cranberry sauce, Darlene picked a fight, And was up half the night, Being disgruntled and cross.
Between you and me, I like the canned stuff. Yes, that stuff that’s unnaturally red and keeps the shape of the can when you dump it. Delicious!
Bonus! Here is an illustration of last year’s limerick. Happy Thanksgiving!
The Fables of Para Sympan 