A day before Thanksgiving Eve, and at computer: Frazzled Steve.
A longer weekend, hopes to leave, but must complete thine annual jaunt.
Struggling hard to find some words while dreaming ‘bout the tasty birds,
A meal awaits, with family nerds who, all about thine job, will taunt.
Thou digress - the work awaits. “’Tis hunger tricks,” my mind doth haunt.
Turkey sandwich, thou doth want.
Best that I try to remember, all those stories in November