Quoth the Raven – Job Seekers

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious
volume of forgotten lore,

While I nodded, nearly napping,
suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping,
rapping at my chamber door.

`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered,
`tapping at my chamber door –
Only this, and nothing more.’

Quoth the Raven a good morning for job seekers and dreary not nor weary. Don’t wait. The time will never be just right. Seek and seek.