…I’m thinking that if I were going to answer, it might go something like this:
Hey, it’s Thanksgiving!
A day that used to mean something!
As Cordelia used to say on the TV series Angel, “Big whoop.”
What? LB is down on Thanksgiving? (as opposed to “down with?”)
Yeppers, I’m afraid that’s so.
Because in a world where disappointment
Is the new normal
And the world’s largest energy source is ill will
This feast appears in my mind as a famine.
All I really want to do is
Go back to bed,
Where I can dream about