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| A Visit from St. Customer... A Landscaper's Tale | | | | Away to the window they flew like a flash, |
| Article by Jack Stone | | | | Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. |
| Copyright © 2003 by ProGardenBiz | | | | When what to their wondering eyes did appear with |
| ProGardenBiz, an online magazine | | | | such luck, |
| 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through | | | | But a crew of eighteen landscapers and a giant |
| the supply house, | | | | semi-truck; |
| Not a creature was stirring, not even a pipe mouse; | | | | With a little old driver, and hardly a cuss, |
| The orders were made in the office with care, | | | | They knew in a moment it must be St. Cus . . . |
| In hopes that St. Customer soon would be there; | | | | And so St. Customer bought out everything in the |
| The workers were ready all snug in their beds, | | | | store. |
| While visions of giant sales danced in their heads; | | | | His crew loaded it up and . . . |
| And the supplies were ready, the plants all so lush, | | | | He sprang to his truck, to his crew gave a whistle, |
| The owners had settled in for the great new year | | | | And away they all flew like the down of a thistle; |
| rush; | | | | But they heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of |
| Then out on the lot there arose such a clatter, | | | | sight, |
| They sprang from their seats to see what was the | | | | "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night! |
