‘Twas the day before the party and all through our new place
Not a PJHMer could wait – not even Jake
Their party outfits were hung in their closets with care
In hopes to show their coworkers that jeans is not all they wear
The new folks did not know what to think
When they arrived at Broadway and were handed a drink
Char’s son Ricky created signature libations
One called a Daisy, the other, an Aviation
They mingled and jingled all happy hour long
Then just before dinner appeared Daniel Hong
Tena’s voice rang out like holiday bells
“Everyone take a seat! don’t make me yell!”
Orders were taken and dinner was served
Gifts were given to those who deserved
“We bought you presents, and gave them away”
The office made donations in the partners names
After dessert, the tables were cleared
There was still enough time for one last cheer
What a wonderful night, for both the old and the new
“Wait, its only 10 o’clock! Off to the Saloon!”
(written by Bailey Gesiriech)
