Not
a phone was ringing, not even a mobile;
The wreaths were hung on
the front door with care,
Not knowing a Wind Storm
soon would be there;
The
employees were seated, all quiet in their spots,
Things were too calm…Our
stomachs were in knots;
and Moe with his
spreadsheets with Deby in tow,
Had just settled down to
discuss the cash flow,
When out in the parking lot
there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my desk to
see what was the matter.
Away to the window like
a quick puff of smoke,
I ripped up my hose and
knocked over my coke.
The
sun on the lawn showed a lack of any snow
Which gave the luster of
Summer to objects below,
When, what to my
wondering eyes should arrive,
But a 300M. Now that’s a drive,
In
the blink of an eye, he snapped back the seatbelt,
And I knew in a moment
it must be Van Pelt.
More rapid than eagles
his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and
shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Robert! now, Barry!
now, Sherry and John!
On Diekman! on Kaplan!
on Mickey and Don!
To the top of the heap
to the top of it all
Outsell them, Outsell
them, Outsell them all!”
And
then, in a twinkling, he came up the steps
Swearing and screaming
about each of the reps.
As I drew in my head,
and was turning around,
In the front door Van
Pelt came with a bound.
He
was dressed like a prez’, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all
pressed, no ashes or soot;
A bundle of contracts he
had flung on his back,
And he looked like a
peddler just opening his pack.
His
eyes – how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
He said I’ve got
RFP’s…where the heck is Larry!
Orders for AccuVotes,
Orders for Touch Screens,
Let’s get moving and
build some machines.
We’ve got AccuPoke,
AccuFake…Voting’s the theme,
And the visions encircle
his head like a dream;
He had a smile on his
face and whistled a tune,
As he thought about
shipping 10,000 units by the end of June.
He
was happy and cheerful, a right jolly ole Pelt
And I smiled when I saw
him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a
twist of his head,
Soon everyone was
smiling, the joy was widespread;
He
spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Picked up the phone and
call the Cobb County Clerk,
He gave everyone a
raise, like a good CEO,
And giving a nod, out
the door he did go;
He
sprang to his car, to his Team gave a whistle,
And away he did fly like
the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim,
as he drove out of sight,
Happy Christmas to all
and to all…Keep Smiling!