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Twas the month before Christmas When all through the town

Not a buyer was stirring, none were to be found
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Realtor - Twas The Month Before Christmas

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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