Still So Lucky

Just got my vacation cancelled due to an inspection by the feds - a rhyming poem.

Things are surely lousy
Everything's a drag
Nothing is for certain
And little's in the bag.

Thought about vacation
And scheduled it as well
But that's the way it goes
They really couldn't tell.

A sudden call to duty
Responsive to the job
Gotta help them through it
I wouldn't be a snob!

So certain that I'm lucky
To suffer through this pain
My paycheck is protected
I seize this modest gain.

Ho-hum is the story
Really could not tell
Other than this mischief
Things are going swell.