Fix-Mas

‘While others feast and relax away,

You guard the tubes night and day.

Your laptop hums near pumpkin pie,

As dashboards glow and metrics lie.

You’ve tuned alerts to sing just right,

And shared a landline (out of fright)

If quiet holds fast, though few may see—

Just know: we get you, and I can’t think of how to end this rhyme.’