My friend Gen and I wrote this for our Christmas formal dinner. It was a complete surprise to everyone and I'm pretty sure we got major brownie points.
Twas two weeks before Christmas , when all throughout CIMBA
Not a creature was stirring, not even Amanda;
The students were exhausted and drinking with care
In hopes that a break would finally be there
They were all settled finally comfortable in their places
While visions of higher education danced in about their faces
Cristina and her flip chart, and I without my glass
Had just settled down for a long winter’s class
When out on the courtyard, someone created such a clatter
I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter
Away out of class, I flew with a fit
Tore open the shutters and threw up my spritz
Glass all around and the door hung open ajar
Gave the luster to the lessons LIFE had not taught us thus far
When thinking of what happened, I wondered what to do,
Then it hit me, the cause is needed, a PA will do
What, Where, When, and How much?
Then through distinction and change we determined as such
With such a swift decision and no time on the clock
I knew in a moment it must be the Doc
More rapid than eagles his courses they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name
Now consulting! Now KT! Now Career Strategy and Coaching!
On Project Implementation, Six Sigma, High Ropes and Negotiating!
To the top of the class, seemingly the top of the world,
Now Get a job! Get a job! Get a job all!
So up to the corporate-top, students they flew
With a sleigh full of K-T tools and Ringlebean ones too
And don’t forget the coaching sessions and their toll,
It’s all about perfecting and completing each little goal.
From distances they come our Italian engineers
Fabio, Stefano, Serena, and Giampietro – if only we could see them everyday of the year
With Ziemba and A-dub, off to bed by nine,
For Gen and Sara that means time to pop open the wine
Elisa and Lady Gaga will dance till Dawn
All while Omar in high-pitched voice, secretly sings along
Kristy and Valentina both looking so sweet
Watch out if you push them, you might get beat
With James and Ryan trying to dress all Euro
Will never match up to the Flamboyant Roberto
Ricky and Cristian, the California boys
Love to drive everyone crazy with that bumpin’ noise
Curtis the top chef always in the kitchen
Maybe one day he’ll cook something other than chicken,
Neeraj and Kumar the pea-cooking duo
Just turn on the music and watch how they go
Then after class, we all join for a delicious Fuego
No Maria’s tonight, lets avoid the all-loving Angelo
To our surprise we find K-J, Tommy and Jayme drinking Montenegroes
Just a couple more and it would be a complete fiasco
As we get back to CIMBA, we don’t make a sound,
Hoping and praying that Dr Al’s still around,
He was there dressed in a suit, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all spotless with cufflinks to boot
A bundle of Toys he has stored in his mind,
He looks like Mr. Trump, just a little more kind
He preaches about the brain and leadership neuroscience
Combine these with our tools and you have quite an alliance
He writes “try” on his practice exams, Ms Baggio not far behind,
But we all make mistakes, some more fun to find
A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
And graded all of our exams; then turned with a jerk
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up to La Rocca he rose
He sprang to his Fiat, to his hawkeyes gave a whistle
And Away they all flew like the down of a thistle
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
