Twas the day after thanksgiving, and all through the house,
Not an outlaw was stirring, not even my spouse;
My pipes were in waiting, bacci dried with care,
And then a peaceful smoke, was so properly prepared;
Frog Morton married with cob just right,
I sipped, and sipped to my delight;
Thanking the heavens that I had survived that day;
And looking forward to a xmas not far away.
Not an outlaw was stirring, not even my spouse;
My pipes were in waiting, bacci dried with care,
And then a peaceful smoke, was so properly prepared;
Frog Morton married with cob just right,
I sipped, and sipped to my delight;
Thanking the heavens that I had survived that day;
And looking forward to a xmas not far away.