Twas the Night Before Christmas (BrokerLink’s retelling)

1 minute read Published on Dec 24, 2014 by BrokerLink Communications

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except for the mouse.
The house was left unattended for more than three days
While its family vacationed at their favourite getaway.

Cold winter weather was threatening to freeze
The home’s pipes and water with menacing unease.
The expected warm weather for the new year in sight
Meant the future thawed water would crack open the pipes.

The cracked opened pipes would explode in a frenzy,
Destroying the house and its contents by Wednesday.
On top of the wreckage this disaster would employ,
The home’s insurance policy was not updated to include all its toys.

Meanwhile, the family’s car of perfection
Sat alone in the garage with no insurance protection.
The family had removed insurance on their car
As they wouldn’t be driving while vacationing afar.

When down through the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound
And landed in the fireplace with quite a loud sound.
He expertly made his way through the home
To the basement where he proceeded to roam.

He quickly located the water’s off switch
And turned off the water without any hitch.
St Nicholas then went back up the stairs
And made himself comfy in a big leather chair.

He pulled out a pen and wrote the family a note
About how they should call BrokerLink for a quote.
“BrokerLink’s expert insurance brokers can assist
With insuring all belongings you have on your list.”

“Furthermore,” wrote St. Nicholas with conviction and power,
“Never leave your home unattended for more than 24 hours.
Have a neighbour or friend agree to come by,
And before you leave, shut off the home’s water supply.”

And then with a flourish, St. Nicholas stood,
Content that he had performed a deed that was good.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But neighbours heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”