The Salesy Thanksgiving Poem

A Salesy Thanksgiving (a poem)

Thanksgiving for sales, the year is almost to its end.

Deals are in procurement, with December right around the bend.

We do what we can by Thursday, to bring Novembers deals home.

Because the rest of turkey week, no buyers picking up their phone.

We’re thankful for accelerators, and all end of year spiffs.

We’re thankful when we hit our number, but also when we miss.

Because huge quarters would mean nothing, if we did it every time.

Actually I take that back, I want every freakin dime.

So I leave you here to close some deals and wish you best of luck.

And wish for you this end of year to back up the money truck.

Happy Thanksgiving Savages!