The Family Dinner (General)

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!

Like Eric Forrester said to Ridge Thomas and Douglas … its their birthright as Forresters
Like Ridge said it felt good to have the Forrester family together

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

Applause! Applause! Applause! Absolutely brilliant.

Awesome!!!! You totally nailed it in a most delightful way! Now, if only they would all fly away like the down of a thistle!

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

Was Brooke not invited? Don't recall if they said that or not? Not even sure Taylor was invited because Eric seemed to think it was only going to be the men of the family.

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

Love it! You nailed their hypocrisy and how they think they're better than everyone else! And you're very talented.

What a wonderful piece of poetry! Love it!

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

I don’t get it Ridge is llegaly a forrester even adopted children are family members …but the post was cute

Phenomenal!

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

Excellent post!

This is incredible? Are we worthy of such talent? I think not. Very clever.

Great job. Fun to read.

Everytime I see your name I think of the song from The movie with Clint Eastwood, "Kelly's Heros", "Burning Bridges".

Twas the night of the Forrester Family Dinner, and all through the house
Not a Forrester was stirring, except for the host
The guests huddled by the chimney and were full of glee
Relieved and happy to see that Brooke was not an invitee

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of being Forrester’s danced through their heads
And momma in her sheet dress and so full of sap
Oohing and Ahing as she let her lips flap

When in the living room the guests all began to chatter
The children were ushered upstairs their little feet going pitter patter
And the toasts began, and the year was rehashed
With everyone on their best behavior as no Logan was bashed

The shine of happiness on the newly alive Finn
Being told by Ridge he was a Forrester and scoring the win
When what to his wondering heart should he hear
But his awful wife saying she loves him and holds him dear

With the little old host, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be Eric
More rapid than eagles his guests they came
And he laughed, and shouted, and called them by name

Now Ridge, now Taylor, now Finn and Steffy!
On Thomas, on Douglas, on Hayes and Kelly!
We are all here together, this Forrester clan
No Logan’s present; Steffy and Taylor’s game plan

And they laughed and they toasted, this group of imposters
Not a one of them with a drop of blood from a Forrester
Yet they hail themselves as such, as they shout to the night
We are Forrester’s! Forrester’s we are! It’s our birthright!

I love this, you are very tallented.