Pie crust and cream cheese are shades of the past;
the stores have run out and my stockpile won't last.
It's true that the turkey is plump as can be
and cranberry sauce, like the sands of the sea,
abundantly flows round the gravy boat lee;
but where is the butter for rolls and the like --
are we now to face a petite hunger strike?
The dill pickle relish is plentiful, sure --
but glossy black olives have become quite obscure!
The only boxed wines are uncorked antifreeze.
The heck with it . . . where is that darn mac and cheese?
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