Dew Drop Inn

Miller, South Dakota   1969

Thanksgiving at the Dew Drop Inn,

Campbell’s Soup in the coffee pot;

Two college kids absent from friends

Who time and cheap wine forgot.

We added another can of soup;

Chicken Noodle, in the percolator.

Harmonizing some oldie tunes,

On a quarter-fed, bed vibrator.

We awoke to the whitest morning,

As trucks skied past on the interstate,

Heading home for their celebrations;

There were turkeys who couldn't wait.

We decided to build a snowman

On the Dew Drop Inn’s snowy lawn,

But he soon turned into a woman,

Proportioned much like an Amazon.

She was adorned with giant bosoms,

Carrot nipples on each breast…

Every trucker honked, the cops arrived;

Our Thanksgiving spirit put to rest.