The cursor blinks to a steady beat,
A challenge laid by blank sheet.
Rows and columns, stark and white,
The battlefield is bathed in fluorescent light.

Numbers march to a chaotic throng,
Debits clash where credits belong.
Formulas weave, forming a cryptic spell,
Unraveling truths that no ledger can tell.

Fingers fly with a blur of speed,
Macros dance, the digital breed.
Charts unfurl, a vibrant fight,
Unmasking trends with pixelated might.

The grand total, a sacred quest,
One keystroke, my success confessed.
A sigh escapes, a silent cheer,
I found victory in this spreadsheet frontier.