... 'Twas the day before Christmas
And all through the halls,
nothing was stirring,
not even Nerf balls.
... The copier was quiet,
the phones silent too,
in hopes that soon the boss
would proclaim the day 'through'.
... The decorations on fake trees were drooping,
as glitter breezed through the cube farm,
not a worker was stirring,
ending the day early brings no harm.
... Now we are done for the day,
to enter early rush hour a-fright,
with a Merry Christmas to all,
and to all a good night.
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