T’was the week before Christmas, and all through the halls Everything was stirring, and RMS staff were bouncing off the walls. The break room was stocked with cookies and sweets, Including macarons with jalapeno jam that really brought the heat. The phones were still ringing, just not quite as much, Bringing end of year […]
T’was the week before Christmas, and all through the halls
Everything was stirring, and RMS staff were bouncing off the walls.
The break room was stocked with cookies and sweets,
Including macarons with jalapeno jam that really brought the heat.
The phones were still ringing, just not quite as much,
Bringing end of year orders, reporting questions, and such.
Then glancing at the calendar and noting the date,
I realized that my weekly blog was going to be late!
And so in a sugar fueled clatter of keys,
I thought, “I’ll write a quick poem, that should be a breeze!”
With a simple message, sent just to say
From all of us at RMS, Happy Holidays!
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