Please forgive my attitude
if I don't project gratitude
extending you the platitude
of, 'Have a nice Thanksgiving'.
I mean nothing untoward,
and half expect to be ignored
by those whom I've so often bored,
but I have to make a living.
So, off I go to work out yonder
where the work is, and I wonder
who else takes the time to ponder
what lies in God's word.
I can't be alone in thinking
God sees all my nods, and winking.
Is ours the only kitchen stinking?
Time to flip the bird!