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A Holiday Poem- Twas the Night Before Selling...



A Holiday Poem-Twas the Night Before Selling
Twas the Night before Selling When all through the house, Not a Creature was stirring, Not even a mouse. All the Tschotskes were scattered everywhere with no care In hopes that the Buyers soon would be there.
The Children were resting all snug with their iPods While visions of moving danced in their heads. But the Sellers, you see, were losing their cool, For they feared they'd forgotten all Good Staging Rules.
When out in the driveway their arose such a clatter, They looked out their dirty window to see what was the matter. Past the rooms full of clutter, down the worn stairs they ran. Out their faded front door,  "Watch out for that Can!"
The sun shown bright light on their stained driveway outside No flowers, just hedges and a lawn that had died. But what to their wondering eyes should appear But Room Service! Home Staging.  "She's here, have no fear!"
Just a little old Stager, so lively so quick, "Let's get this house sold. Come on, Lickety Split!" More rapid than eagles her orders came out, As she gestured and shouted so ... more

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