Happy T-Day.

I am sitting here at the lake, baking a carrot cake
The rain is coming, but I'm not bumming
For what starts today, is some time away
from dreary old Excel, and the office as well.

It was in 1620 when the meal wasn't plenty
on the Mayflower they came, seeking not fortune nor fame
but what we forget, is that a record was set
by a Pilgram named Pete, the chef of the fleet,

For on that cold night, he caused such a fright
for after his ale, he suddenly turned pale
He said to the guests, he had a few requests
"Be not alarmed, for none will be harmed

But I must remind ye, or what tomorrow will be
For in a short while, Children will seek a smile.
So all of you drink greatly, and please slumber lately.
Because I will be at Target, at 5:30 buying toys for little Ichobob and Gertie"