b'A Visit From St. Nicholas (To a dry cleaner, on Christmas Eve) Adapted by Tim Burke, Editor of American Drycleaner, December 2016, from the famous poem.Twas the Night Before Christmas and all thru the shop,Not a tailor was working, not even a mop.The clothes were all hung on the racking with care,In hopes that kiosk customers soon would be there;The garments were nestled all snug in their wraps,while visions of clean shirts dancd in our caps,And Mama in her kerchief, and I in pressed pants,Had just planned our stores party with a nice winters danceWhen out on the drive-up there arose such a clatter,I sprang from the oce to see what was the matter.To the drive-thru window I ew like a end,Moved open the sliding door, and threw up the screen.With a little old driver, so lively and quick,I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,And he whistled, and shouted, and calld them by name.Now Washers! Now Dryers! Now Pressing and Cleaning,I have a Red Coat, Cap and Pants that need to be gleaming!To the dirt on his collar! To the dirt on his hat!Now wash away! Wash away! Wash away all that!Our machineshow they hummed! Our nishers, how merry,His clothes cleaned like roses, smelling fresh like a cherry;Our tight little shop cleaned all his garments with a bow,While he watched from the counter, so happy right now.We spoke not a word, but went straight to our work,And cleaned all his stockings, then turnd with a jerk,We handed him back all the raiments folded and clean,And giving a nod, he heartily approved of our scene.He sprung to his car, to our team gave a wave,And thanks we all smiled, his clothes we did save:But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove his machineHappy Christmas to all, and to all a good clean!Used by permission of American Drycleaner and parent American Trade Magazines LLC.Midwest Drycleaning & Laundry Institutewww.MWDLI.org / 765-969-5745 6'