Twas the month before Christmas When all through the town
Not a buyer was stirring, none were to be found
The houses were sitting, all painted and packed
Expecting some clients would write a contract
The Realtors were restless, all nervous and jerky
In hopes of a deal after the turkey
With visions of yearly goals now flying by
The brokers and agents just started to cry
When out on the floor there arose such a buzz
They sprang to their feet to see why, just because
Away to the fax they flew like a lark
They pushed and shoved you could hear them all bark
The paper was streaming from out of the fax
They were counting their profits without any tax
When what to their wondering eyes did appear
But a low ball offer they snarled and sneered
With a seasoned old broker, a real estate pro
They knew in a moment it could be a go
He dialed the phone He summoned his team
They cancelled their manny peddy's and started to beam
Home inspection and legal check and well they will test
Now the septic man, air quality, insurance and pest
From the top of the house to the retaining wall
Now test away test away test away all
As locust from biblical times they descended
No stone left unturned no feelings they mended
The reports came in and were poured over with fury
The Bad news spread to all parties in a hurry
And then with some coffee fresh pens and a phone
The Mercedes pulled up, the boss was alone
The old broker came in and the optimism grew
They rolled up their sleeves and hoped that he knew
We was dressed in a suit from his head to his toe
His gourd full of knowledge, experience and woe
A boat load of tricks he held up his sleeve
He looked like a scientist, in success he believed
The stains on his teeth were from way too much coffee
The stains on his tie were from drooling toffee
His thick bifocal glasses on his nose did hover
The bald spot on head his comb over did cover
The deal was shaky the buyers could walk
The lawyers at an impasse the sellers won't talk
The agents were nervous their income could go
They were left with no choice but to bring in the pro
He wasted no time but got straight to his work
He analyzed the scenario and its every quirk
Calling and texting and crunching numbers all night
Resulted in happiness, joy and delight
The deal was saved and the buyers could travel
The sellers were happy the lawyers unraveled
A solution was found by the real estate pro
All parties were happy that the deal was a go
He jumped in his benz and headed on out
Another deal to save is what he was about
We heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!
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