Twas the night before Christmas and all though the shop,
Not a job was remaining, not even on the desktop.
The proofs were hung by the cutter with care,
In hopes they’d be trimmed without a single tear.
The invoices were nestled all snug in their tray,
With visions of customers who were eager to pay.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the press to see what was the matter.
When to my wondering eyes did appear,
My 14 kids and my wife Jennie, my sweet dear.
As I walked to the lawn and was turning around,
My loving sweet Jennie let out this loud sound:
“You work in your print shop twelve hours a day,
You serve your customers in every which way.
I love your hard work and your Santa-like belly,
That shakes when you laugh, like a bowl full of jelly.
But tonight is Christmas Eve and we need you at home,
To play with our children and dress up like a gnome.
So turn off your cellphone and shut down your press,
And get your butt moving – or find another address!”
To the hardest working people I know – printers!
Happy holidays! We’ll be closed from December 24 to January 4, but will still be posting some news items on our website.
Looking forward to a prosperous – and above all a healthy – New Year and beyond..
Thank you so much for your support during these harrowing times.
– Tony Curcio, Editor
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