‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the city,
Not a creature was stirring, though search engines were busy.
I’ve slaved away hard with concern and care
On websites for clients to end their nightmare.

Carson was nestled all warm in her bed,
While visions of iPods danced in her head.
Not yet in my nightgown, Rob took his nightcap
And was just settling down for a pre-Santa nap.

I’ve been working for days. (I am web content driven.)
With my deadline as Christmas, clients will be in heaven.
At my touch eNewsletters and blogs revive.
What time is Santa supposed to arrive?

My eyes, they grew bleary! And down went my LAN!
My ears, they were ringing! Oh where is my man?
My butt, it is numbing! I have cramps in one leg!
My fingers won’t type; please don’t make me beg!

I’ve had all I can stand! I can’t take anymore.
Then in walks my husband, spilling rum on the floor.
He swings and he sways, his balance unsteady.
He grins and he snickers, “Rum eggnog is ready!”

This is fantastic! I’m almost done!
Wait, what is that? Is that really the sun?
At the press of my button, new websites appear –
Just in time for a lavish New Year!

So until 2011, let your businesses’ be blest.
And for Pete’s sake, don’t call me; I’ll be getting some rest!

Happy Holidays!

Written by Sui Generis Editing
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