‘Twas the night before Christmas, at Premier PT
The staff were all celebrating, for it was Christmas Eve.
The party wound down, and the hour grew late,
They all moved towards the door, but Barbara shouted, “Wait!”
We heard the sound of hoof beats, and then a great crash,
It flew through the parking lot in a great red flash.
We peeked through the windows, what we saw gave us pause,
Out of the sleigh stepped Santa Claus.
He walked with a limp, and looked quite a fright,
One thing was clear, Santa wasn’t feeling quite right.
He said, “I’m in great pain, I think I’ve hurt my back!
It happened on my last delivery, while I was lifting my sack.”
Keith said, “You should lift with your hips, not with your back.”
Mark went to work, rubbing and stretching,
He said to Santa, “You need to relax and stop clenching.”
Patrick fetched cookies, and Chris fed the Reindeer,
After just a few minutes, Santa seemed to regain his cheer.
Mark gave Santa his home exercises and said, “Do these at least twice a day.”
Santa asked, “Do you think this has anything to do with how much I weigh?”
Keith replied, “Some weight loss would probably do you well.”
Santa said, “If we could keep this all a secret, that would be swell.”
With his back feeling better, and his workout plans made,
He whistled and shouted and called them by name,
“Thanks Mark, Keith, Barbara, Patrick and Chris.
You should all hurry home, so I can deliver your gifts.”
Santa flew off, and the Premier staff went home to bed,
And the visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
Children all ’round the world, the next day, were amazed,
Because of Premier PT, Christmas was saved.