Twas the night before Christmas and all through the shop not a tee shirt was printing the carousel was on stop.
The squeegees were hung by the washout with care and the smell of something curing was not it the air.
The workers were all happy in their hearts & heads
no ink, no art, no deadlines to dread.
My boss in a tee shirt and the manager in a smile said it is nearly Christmas
go home early and rest for a while.
When out in the parking lot t there came such a clatter, and everyone rushed to see what was the matter.
Open the door and out into the snow one by one we all did go.
And there before us in the new fallen snow was a jolly old man we all did know.
Dressed all in red, black and white the colors we saw were an artist’s delight.
Came to wish us all Christmas cheer, a job well done and a successful new year.
And before we could thank the jolly old guy he was off wink and flew to the sky.
We heard him call back as he quickly faded away Merry Christmas to all
and have a great day!
mooseman
