THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
But who’s at the window and peering through
At presents and treasure wrapped up by you?
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The thief was inside with incredible ease
Eyeing the loot he was going to sieze
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
Now the thief filled his bag and with a snigger of glee
“Laptops and jewellery all for me”
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
No rest for the thief though, he works through the night
Not a thought for the children asleep out of sight.
The moral of the story that I need to bestow
Is secure your home, don’t leave presents on show
Authorized Access, you know you can trust
To fit locks and security, IT IS A MUST!
