Ho, ho, ho…
It’s that time of year
for a little Christmas cheer…
Aleppo may be burning
and those Cabinet picks may soon be churning
as the year is turning…
There once was a boy named Will
who knew everything about the sea and
But now he’s in the frigid North East
working at Xtuit, chasing that terrible beast
while asking whether nanoparticles and fluid dynamics are the answer.
His internship was swell
And bioengineering stole his heart
As did those frats and fart(s)
As did the lovely Lily…
Once upon a time
There was also a girl named Caroline
who always made the world her stage
and comedy all the rage.
Chicago became her place of choice
for theater, parties… and
Dammit– that just rhymes with boys.
The house is all peace and quiet
and I may have to go on a diet.
Jon still works many a long day
to chase his midlife blues away.
Being over fifty
and both still working in tech
really ain’t that nifty.
We pivot, disrupt and talk bugs and big data all day long
and our offices have everything:
wine and beer on tap, but where’s the bong?
Can you tell how the tyranny of this rhyme
Steers this pathetic Xmas letter?
Oh, how I wish I could do better
And tell you that all will be fine
for my darlings Jon, Will and Caroline…
But our world has gone over to the dark side…
So in this letter, I hope Xmas
will bring back the light
of peace and true enlightenment
not to mention the leverage of facts…
I pray for light also
of careful diplomacy, inclusion
and the fusion
of people coming together…
The Berlin Wall fell for a reason
So in this Xmas season:
Let’s keep our eye on the prize
and call out the lies
As Putin is rootin’ for our demise…
Trump ain’t no Santa
or Mr (I Alone Can) Fixit
So… let’s trump him and dump him
And continue to stand up for peace, love and light
On this dark and eerie Xmas night…