‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the office,
All of the attendants, were somewhere amiss,
Papers were stacked on the desks with care,
In hopes that when they got back they’d still be there,
The agents had gone home, and nestled in their beds,
While visions of closed deals, danced in their heads;
And my cat in his pajamas, and I in my sweater,
Were both poking fun at who ‘looked better’.
When out in the den there arose such a sound,
I lept from my chair, and flung the cat to the ground.
Away to my computer, I flew like the dawn,
I wiggled my mouse and turned the screen on.
The login screen appeared, and I typed like the wind,
As it processed my password, I happily grinned.
I searched for what, the sound had been,
Ho! Instant Messenger! A new email came in.
I opened my inbox, and to my eyes did appear,
A tiny digital sleigh, and animated reindeer,
With a little old driver, pixelated and thick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick!
With animated vibrance, his coursers they came,
He whistled and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen!
I would have brought Cupid but didn’t know how to fix ‘im!
To the top of Matrix! To the top of the NWMLS!
Don’t let the down market keep you depressed!”
So navigating my browser to Matrix they flew,
With a sleigh full of .pdf files and St. Nicholas too.
And in a twinkling, like a candle against gold,
They showed me the house that I’d listed just sold!
And the digital Santa with his mouth drawn like a bow,
And the beard of his pixel chin as white as the snow;
He gave me a wink, and sprang back to his sleigh,
And with a whoosh he was off and away.
And as I waved farewell, my lip did quiver,
I knew for a fact he had more emails to deliver.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he disappeared from my sight,
“Happy Holidays to all, and to all a good-night.”
Happy holidays everybody!