‘Twas the night before launch day, and all through the site,
Not a pixel was stirring, all layouts just right.
The branding was crafted with utmost care,
In hopes that new clients soon would be there.

The swans were nestled, their feathers pristine,
Dreaming of logos in palettes serene.
With Jane in her office, and Jenn with her plan,
They’d just settled down to perfect their brand.

When out on the web there arose such a clatter,
I clicked through the pages to see what’s the matter.
Away to the homepage I flew like a flash,
Scrolled through the designs, each one a smash.

The moon on the crest of the swan logo’s glow,
Gave a luster of magic to the work down below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a boutique agency, with a vision so clear.

With a team so creative, lively, and quick,
I knew in a moment, this wasn’t a trick.
More rapid than falcons, their ideas they came,
And they whistled and shouted and called them by name:
“Now Jane! Now Emily! Now Kelsey and Zoe!
On Michelle! On Ginia! On Mika and company!
To the top of the rankings! To the top of the call!
Now design away, design away, design for them all!”

As swans that take flight with elegance and grace,
They soared through each project, no time to waste.
So up to the internet their designs they flew,
With a site full of magic, and strategies too.
And then, in a twinkling, I saw on the screen,
The sparkle of visions, both bold and serene.

As I scrolled through the pages and marveled around,
Down came their story, so perfectly sound.
They were dressed all in style, from header to footer,
Their work was like poetry, no need for a tutor.
A bundle of services they had in their pack,
From rebrands to launches, they had your back.

Their eyes — how they twinkled! Their mission, how merry!
Their designs were like snowflakes, unique and legendary.
Their messaging clear, their tone full of cheer,
They made every brand shine, year after year.

With a wink of their eye and a twist of their flair,
They brought brands to life with meticulous care.
They spoke not a word, but went straight to their work,
And filled all the pages, then turned with a smirk.

And laying their fingers aside of their mouse,
They gave a quick nod to the digital house.
They sprang to their call, to their team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard them exclaim, ere they drove out of sight,
“Happy branding to all, and to all a good night!”