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'Twas the Day Without Donuts

Dear Members and Constituents,

‘Twas the day before Christmas, and all was at rest
not a creature was stirring, at least not near my desk

the donuts are not at my office today
and folks are enjoying a well earned holiday

some sleeping, I venture, still snug in their beds
while others have projects they’re doing instead

and I in pajamas still crafting this missive
some words just fit-in, while some are elusive

no donuts today, so why write this letter?
some extra shut-eye instead might be better

I’ll tell you my logic, revealing my plot
then make-up your mind if I’m crazy or not

as I lay in bed awake before dawn
considering sleep while my mind wandered on

my thoughts soon did stumble on our donut club dear
and spawned a new notion, so present, so clear

that even though donuts, the glazed and the jelly
are not being eaten or stored in our bellies

the goodwill I share towards you can’t be denied
it must be explicit, it can’t be implied

so let me not stray for too long that you may
get straight to the core of my message today

may your Christmas be filled with cheer to the brim
and peace, love and joy reach the ends of your limbs

before I forget -although this should be clear
if you’re working next Friday, donuts will be here

and now let me say as I go out of sight
happy Christmas to all, and that’s all I will write

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