Ain't no holidays for the laid off

Feeling sad about having to work day and night with a sad holiday season. Here is a poem by Bard about laid-off software engineers working hard to leetcode and system design, and not getting to enjoy the holidays Thanksgiving and Christmas: "Amidst the festive glow of lights so bright, Laid-off engineers toil through the night. Their dreams of holiday cheer, put on hold, As they battle LeetCode, their spirits grow cold. With furrowed brows and fingers poised to type, They tackle algorithms, their minds in a fight. Optimization puzzles, their daily fare, While the world outside revels in holiday flair. System design challenges, a daunting array, They architect systems, day by day. Their minds race like circuits, their thoughts intertwine, To construct flawless systems, their hopes intertwine. The turkey's aroma fills the air, But for these engineers, there's no time to share. Thanksgiving's feast, a distant delight, As they focus on coding, day and night. Christmas carols echo, a joyful sound, But for these engineers, no peace is found. Their hearts yearn for solace, for family's embrace, But the LeetCode grind, they cannot chase. Oh, the plight of engineers, their spirits low, Laid off, yet striving, with passion aglow. Their dreams of holidays, a distant mirage, As they battle the tech world, their spirits engage. Yet, amidst the struggle, a flicker of hope, That soon they'll find solace, their spirits elope. For their resilience and grit, they'll surely prevail, And find new beginnings, where joys never fail."