My Upper Plate

This is my upper plate, I'm losing weight, without my plate. I got my lowers but I need my upper plate, so I can eat my Christmas turkey. I left a minute glass of water by my side, when I awoke, I nearly died.

I hope the guy who took them will be satisfied Cause I can't eat my Christmas turkey I used to eat corn on the cob And little bitty pickle green tomatoes But Christmas Day, all I can say Is past the mash, potatoes Won't somebody tell me what I'm gonna do?

My poor old guns are black and blue The turkeys on the table but I just can't chew And this ain't a very merry Christmas Christmas candy, sure is hard I can't even chew it just a little But my favorite one of all is good old peanut brutal.

Homer that's brittle, buddy, without my upper plate, it is brutal. So if you've got an extra set that's laid away, I'll borrow them for Christmas day. You can send them to me care of RCA and I will have a Merry Christmas!