Monday, December 17, 2012

Twas the night before Christmas Boru style

Twas the night before Christmas (Boru Stoves Style)

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house 
Everyone was freezing even the mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that a Boru stove would soon be there

The children were perished and froze to the bed 
While dreams of a woodburner entered their head
And dad in his coat and mum in her cap
Had just settled in for a perishing nap

Then out on the lawn arose such a bang
I looked out the window and saw a Boru Stoves van
The driver was huge and he wore a red suit
And the passenger he had only one tooth

They entered the house with a box on their back
With all of their tools in a big red bag
They finished their work as quick as a flash
And left through the door with a small bag of trash

We jumped out of bed and down the big stairs
We went through the kitchen and around the chairs
We went into the next room over by the alcove
There perched on its throne sat a Boru Stove

It was crackling and glowing as I sat on my seat
It had natural convection as well as radiant heat
The house was warm for the first time in years
I was so happy I almost shed tears

My Boru Stove burns coal and wood
I stand back in awe like anyone should

Have a warm and wonderful Christmas from all the Boru Stoves team!

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