There Was No Donut There

When I got to work today,

There was no donut there.

This saddened me beyond belief and

Seemed a tad unfair.

I worked quite hard this week, I did,

But didn't mind the pain.

Because I knew when Friday came

I would a donut gain.

But now that there is no such treat

My joy in life is dead.

I thought I'd get a pastry but

I got just air instead.

My life was once quite filled with hope

Like donuts filled with cream,

But now there is just sadness and

A failed, pathetic dream.

I don't know how to carry on;

My life ahead is bleak.

I feel my soul is dying at the

Ending of this week.

But wait; what is it that I smell,

Wafting through the air?

Its lardy, sugary scent betides

That donuts now are there!

Hooray, Huzzah, and yay for me!

This week before Thanksgiving.

I have, at least today, a dozen

Reasons to keep living.