You and I both know that you aren’t gonna be reading and digesting a long business article at this time of year, so we’ll keep it light this week.
Don’t ask me why, but I have, over the years, accumulated an enormous amount of real estate poetry. The muse usually strikes me around Christmas time, which explains the “Night Before Christmas Meets Dr. Seuss” nature of a lot of this. Anyway, it amuses me—hopefully, it will give you a little smile, too.
Ode to Holyoke Lane by vena jones-cox
‘Tis the night before Christmas
And I bring a tale
Of five hard-learned lessons
From one little sale.
It’s a story of heartache,
Of trouble, of loss,
Of hassle and torment
And headach
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