So grateful for so much...

including all the folks who regularly check out this blog and help ensure that I continue to benefit so much from sharing stories and ideas here about sentencing law and policy.  Rather than stay on topic, here is a humerous holiday poem for folks to enjoy on this joyous holiday:

 The Turkey Popped Out of the Oven

The Turkey popped out of the oven

and rocketed in to the air;

It knocked every plate off the table

and partly demolished a chair.

It ricocheted into a corner

and burst with a deafening boom,

Then splattered all over the kitchen,

completely obscuring the room.

It stuck to the walls and the windows,

it totally coated the floor,

There was turkey attached to the ceiling,

where there had never been turkey before..

It blanketed every appliance,

it smeared every saucer and bowl;

There wasn't a way I could stop it;

that turkey was out of control.

I scraped and I scraped with displeasure

and thought with chagrin as I mopped,

That I would never again stuff a turkey

with popcorn that hadn't been popped.