The kids are asking me Are we there yet I'm always telling 'em We're always there.
The turkey's laid out Samonella feast A lotta pink not much meat. My father's screaming about the right My brother's yelling at his wife My mother's crying in the kitchen light. My aunt is grinding her pelvic bone Into the back of my hand on the couch. Uncle Paul just out of rehab is Pouring out another one.
While my sister's distressed her third husband Fred arrived mostly undressed. Her kid keeps sticking out His tongue at me.
Jesse's next door Doing a smash And grab.
Liza's boy Toby has come Undone.
While you And I dance In the hall. To "the road goes On forever And The party never ends"
While the cousins have taken Their fight outside Just about the time The cops arrive to Warn us about Mickey barking In the yard.
The ****'s all gone The bottles are done. Kisses all around for Each and every one.
Hollerdays Hollerdays Same time Next year We hold our traditions close and dear.
Thank you robert earl keene. If only I could do it as good as you.