Randy D Rubin Word Count: 439
9 Alden Avenue
Portsmouth, VA 23702-2103
They’re Coming!
They’re coming…
They are? Yes they certainly are!
They’re coming by car
from afar, hardy-har,
navigating at night by the great Northern Star.
They’re coming…
Again, all those women and men
with their children, like last year when
we let them in and then
they turned our home into some kind of cattle pen.
They’re coming…
For food – that whole wandering brood
with their bad attitude
and their manners so crude,
being festively flippant and rowdy and rude.
They’re coming…
Get hopping! They said they’re not stopping
so you go grocery shopping
while I start the mopping
and pick up two tubs of that non-dairy topping.
They’re coming…
Right here. Where’s the card table dear?
Fill the ice chests with beer;
Make this mess disappear.
Gosh, I hope that the turkey’s not too dry this year.
They’re coming…
Hey before, you head out to the store
get the list off the freezer door,
there – it fell on the floor.
If you want deviled eggs, I’ll need four dozen more.
They’re coming…
Don’t forget, that the kitchen floor’s wet:
When it dries get this table set.
These pies aren’t ready yet.
They’ll probably show up with pies of their own, I’ll bet.
They’re coming…
Quit messing! We’ll let Dad say the blessing.
There’s way too much dressing;
We’re slowly progressing
but we probably won’t be ready ‘til seven, I’m guessing.
They’re coming…
So let’s say we’ll seat twelve today
if your grandparents stay.
If they don’t—that’s okay.
There’ll be plenty of food for us all either way.
They’re coming…
Get chairs, from your bedrooms upstairs.
They won’t match but who cares.
We’ll be lucky if there’s
enough room at the table for us all to say prayers.
They’re coming…
I’m back! Grab these grocery sacks.
Here’s the last jumbo packs
that were left on the racks.
It was three hundred dollars and ten cents, plus tax.
They’re coming…
Come here, Hon. The turkey is done.
Look at those juices run.
Find the platter; here’s one!
This bird’s falling apart and it weighs half a ton!
They’re coming…
They’re NOT! They just phoned from some spot
right outside of Prescott.
Well, this Thanksgiving’s shot!
Let just get to the table and eat while it’s hot.
They’re not coming…
That’s true, but before this day’s through
you’ll give thanks – All of you!
Saying prayers for those few
of our family members we owe our love to.
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