‘Twas the Night Before Quarter End*

*With credit and a nod to Clement Clarke Moore

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'Twas the night before quarter end, when all through the halls,?

Salespeople were scrambling, making last-minute calls.?

Prospect lists were scrolled with precision’s flair,?

In hopes that email replies soon would be there.?

Sales managers paced, glued to their CRM screens,?

Dreaming of targets and bonus-filled scenes.?

The VP strode in with their best closing suit,?

Fresh from the boardroom, quota dispute.

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When out of my inbox there arose such a clatter,?

I sprang to my desk to see what was the matter.?

To my keyboard I flew, swift as a flash,?

Opened my inbox, my mouse in a dash.?

And there on the screen, like fresh fallen snow,?

Two mega contracts! Commission’s bright glow.

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With add-ons, services, revenue so bright,?

I knew in a moment, this deal was just right.?

Months of hard work, all finally here,?

Time to shout victory, loud and clear!

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Now! Revenue, Now! Profit, Now! Quota and more!,?

On! Forecast! On! Targets! Break down every door!!?

To the top of the charts, let competitors flee!?

Dash away, dash away, closing with glee!

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Then I heard the team cheer, as the forecast was cast,?

"Happy Holidays to all, our numbers surpassed!"

Lisa D. Magnuson, toplinesales.com