Grievances, I have a few
But airing them is what I must do
To find strength and move forward
And achieve great feats, like a sword
start with that meatloaf you made
It was tough and not well-braided
And that aluminum pole in the hall
Is an eyesore, and that's no small flaw But despite these grievances, I must say am grateful for my heritage and its way
Of teaching me to persevere
And to find strength in each new year
For every challenge and every test
There is a miracle, and that's no jest
So keep moving forward, we must
Celebrate each victory with a Festivus.
