The Twelve Days of Storage, Day Six (A Christmas Carol :)

Moving forward to the half-way point:

On the sixth day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me,
Six weeks a-staying,
FIVE OLD BOX SPRINGS! (Thanks, true love)
Four falling lamps,
three plastic bins,
two pairs of gloves,
and a storage unit with a lock and key.

"Six Weeks a-Staying?" Please explain!

Look, it isn't hard to figure out.
Your true love only paid for a month and a half of rent on your storage unit, sooooooo....

Unless he or she coughs up the rest of the second month, you're only staying SIX WEEKS! Get it?

Hey, I kind of like this songwriting thing. It's FUN!

See you on Day Seven.

Your Manager, Paul