11/12/2024
Twas the night before the EE outing
And all thru the shop
No noise, no sounds, no music to hear of
Not even Vulfpeck or ZZ Top
The guitar amps were all nestled
All snug in their cases
The same was true for keyboards,
Guitars, and basses
All staff and crew were home
And proud of another favorable year
Whilst in hopes that the EE Holiday Elves
Just might appear
When out on the lot arose a loud knock
An unusual reverberation
Just outside the loading dock
The door flew open
And in catapulted elves
Who perused the place a little bit
Scoping out some of the gear atop the shelves
But like a good crew
They focused and attacked their chores
All with the load out in mind
And the eventual hot chocolate, M&M spaghetti, and pizza 'smores
Straight to the conference table
They made their way
To lay out the tools and necessities
For the EE gang to be prepared to go out and play
Some branded hats and fleece-lined vests
To accompany just another one of the week days
Of venturing out for some merrymaking
Down in Kentucky to shoot sporting clays
Upon the proper, perfect, presentation of said merchandise
They then stopped to admire the "Robert Randolph chair"
Not once
But twice
And on their way out
They locked the door and set the alarm
Due to natural common courtesy
Of their elf-like charm
And as they waited for their truck's glow plug to warm they were heard to declare
"Till next year EE in 2025, enjoy and take care"
