A Holiday Poem from Sandstorm

'Twas the night before Christmas, at Sandstorm Design.
User Experience was on everyone’s mind.
Our clients were happy and handled with care
With hopes that our work would increase their share.

The developers were nestled all snug in their chairs,
While visions of wireframes danced ‘tween their ears.
And I in my sweatpants with a glass of eggnog,
Had just settled in to write a holiday blog.

When on Ravenswood Ave there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my Mac to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew with great zest,
Passing coworkers implementing usability tests.

The light from a projector where brainstormers meet,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to those on the street.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
He shouted, “I’ve come to bring holiday tides,
But, first tell me the services that Sandstorm provides!”

Now Sandstorm, we aide those, whose websites need fixin’.
Rebranding, designing, and marketing mixin’.
Our SEO’s white hat, our UX has flow.
We’ve been named a top Gen Y business 3 years in a row.

Santa spoke not a word, he just gave me a smile.
And began stacking presents in a neat little pile.
We Sandstormers gathered ‘round the jolly old elf,
We sang and we laughed in spite of ourselves.

He then sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good-Night!"