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The Night Before a Microbeau Christmas

The Night Before a Microbeau Christmas

The Night Before a Microbeau Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the shop
Not a machine was stirring, not even a Bellar.
The stocking were hung by the front desk with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The artists were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Vertix Needles and Pigments danced in their heads.
And Microbeau all shut down and closed,
Had just settled all the little workers so they may play in the snow.

The moon shines bright lighting the snowy blanket laying flat tonight,
And suddenly rose a clatter up high in the sky, 
And to Microbeau’s employees wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
We knew at that moment - it must be St. Nick.
Faster than lightning the coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, all the Sales.

“$150 OFF Bellars and Xion S!
Up to $350 off Machine Sets,
And 20% OFF Nano Needles too.
Up to $50 OFF the LightningBolt Uni,
And $200 OFF Bellar and Xion S Airbolt Mini Bundles.
To the top of the porch! To the top of the shop’s wall!
Now dash! Dash! Dash away all!"

Suddenly there's stomping on the shops roof,
With prancing and taping of each little hoof.
With the sleigh full with Artists’ favorite toys,
And St. Nicholas too - don’t worry girls and boys.

Down the chimney St. Nicholas slid down,
He was rocking all blue, from his head to his foot,
And his brows were oh so beautifully done - could it be he used B2B though?
Suddenly he started getting back to work.
Pulling out the Apollo and Bubblegum Flux S,
He even filled the stockings with cartridges and pigments too.
The tree now filled with every little artists’ dreams, 
He took a look around and was proud of what he had seen.
The shop full of everything it could need and wish,
And up the chimney went old St. Nick.

He jumped in his sleigh, to his team he whistled,
And away they flew like the down of a thistle.
Be he made sure to exclaim, as he flew out of sight,
“Happy Microbeau Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”

Artist The Night Before a Microbeau Christmas