'Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse;

Now cut to an Agency,
(It makes for a great shot too)
Where men scurry around,
(There could be mice too).

Joy through the world,
Blares loud on a speaker,
Along with abuses,
Thrown at a receiver.

For here we save lives,
That's exactly what we do.
For imagine if for once,
No one told you what to do.

Turkey and Ham,
Warm bowls of stew,
Are what we are selling,
And we've got Santa too.

Wish you a Merry Christmas,
And a great New Year,
Is what we will be saying,
As we churn a brief or two.