Twas The Night Before Remodeling - An Atlanta Home Renovation Holiday Poem

Twas the night before remodeling, when all through the kitchen
not a handyman was stirring, no hammers were twitchin'.
The plastic wrap was hung all around the room with care
in hopes that AK Renovations soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds
while visions of warming drawers danced in their heads.
And mama in her snuggie, and I in my cap,
had just settled down for our last dust free nap.

When out on the driveway there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my La-Z-Boy to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I staggered so sleepily
I lifted the mini-blinds and gazed so dreamily.

The moon's reflection on the cold and wet asphalt
showed me a little old truck who'd just come to a halt.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature AK logo that filled me with cheer!

With a little old driver, so lively and quick
he hopped from his truck and up the stairs with a kick.
More rapid than eagles his tools they came
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name.

"Now Hammer! Now Pliers! Now Sander and Mud Pan!
Now Plumb Bob! Now Hacksaw! Now Tape Measure and Caulk Gun!
From the top of the cabinets to the bottom of the baseboard!
Now Tear Away! Design Away! Build Away 'till all is restored!"

And then, in a twinkling, I heard in the kitchen
banging and knocking like an old fashioned cotton gin!
As I drew my head in, and was turning around
in the front door AK's Ed came with a bound!

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