Santa walked gently, as quiet as a mouse.
Without a whisper he filled his bag…what? No, no, no, Santa doesn’t fill his bag; he empties it leaving presents for all the good little boys and girls. But not this Santa!
It’s Christmas Eve and the family is tucked in their beds,
With visions of presents dancing in their heads.
Little could they guess that the guy in the red velvet suit this year is a Santa burglar.
The stockings were hung on by the chimney with care,
They’ll find in the morning that nothing is there!
The flat screen TV, Wii and all the games…gone! That beautiful necklace, custom made for mom…gone! Dad’s new golf clubs…gone!
The night before Christmas is now a nightmare of sorts.
The only thing to do is call the police and fill out reports.
The police asked for serial numbers. What about pictures of anything stolen? (Camera’s gone, too!)
So the night before Christmas was different this year.
Things were missing; Mom and the kids shed some tears.
No pictures? How about receipts?
Yes, we have the receipts; they must be found!
They were in the cash box, all neatly bound.
Where’s the cash box?
The cash box is gone – the house was cleaned out!
As to what was missing, there was much doubt.
Mike & Cindy from Hartman Inventory said something like this could happen but that was just salesmanship, right? After all, things like this only happen to other people, right?
So if you don’t do it yourself, please call us; you’ll find
That the service is of value and brings peace of mind.
Edited with persmission; original written by Rowena Bergan, 1995
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