Christmas Poem

Twas The Month Before Christmas

Twas the month before Christmas,
And all through the house,
The spots were appearing,
Caused by kids, pets, and spouse.

With the company coming,
Mom has no time to waste,
She must clean up the carpet,
Must clean it post haste.

She runs to the cabinets,
And mixes a brew,
Pours it into a bottle,
There is so much to do.

With a spray bottle in hand,
And a rag for good measure,
She tackles the spots,
And exclaim, “This is taking forever!”

So away to the phone,
She dashes with haste,
To call a carpet cleaner
To rescue her space.

The cleaner shows up,
With equipment in hand,
To clean her rugs quickly,
And impress her large clan.

And once her company,
Departs from her place,
Should there be a new spot,
She needs to erase,

She will call up her cleaner,
And happily declare,
“I am so glad that
A 30-day guarantee is there!”

To schedule your cleaning,

And leave nothing undone

Call 303.993.6751

Since I was a child, I have loved to write poetry. I was inspired to do so by my grandfather, who was quite the poet himself. Now that he has passed on, I use my poetry as a way to connect with him. Which seems entirely appropriate at this time of year.

This humorous poem is meant to make you laugh. Every woman, and sometimes men, knows the stress of trying to get the house cleaned and ready when there is so much going on. Sometimes it can be overwhelming. So, for now, sit back, relax, and read a poem. Then call us and schedule your carpet cleaning. Kick up your feet and enjoy that 30-day warranty that protects your freshly cleaned carpet from your messy relatives.

Just in case you need some spot tips in case of wine spills and the like, check out our emergency spot tips page.