The Bajillion Dollar Business Of Christmas circa December 2019

Despite being atheist, 

with serpent teen eyes,

I would nonetheless bet

Eve fen number guys

named Adam, or gals noel lies

(christened) dollars to donuts

(Dunkin and/or otherwise)

Jesus would be mighty pleased

to know, his sir name

linkedin with commercial ties,

no matter, he might not garner rise

zen percentage of profits, no matter spies

infiltrate competition especially if he

unwittingly gets trampled and cries

amidst chaos (think euthanize)

untimely death by madding wise

flash mob crowd source realize

last seconds rushing to snap up

latest jamb door prize

as venders resort to all

manner of (subliminally

manipulative) marketing techniques

to lure patrons, (especially

photo opportunities with

one of the many

"FAKE" donned Santa

Claus), the latter,

who would lionize

their son(s) and/or apprise

daughter(s), subsequently

guaranteeing, nailing crosswise,

and clinching safeguards exercise

immunization against the Grinch

sure fire way to manure er... fertilize

guarantee future generations rise

zing will become avid consumers,

who reverently, obsequiously,

and devoutly idolize

supporting the apostles who revolutionize

creative commercialization to capitalize

nearly every Cyber Monday

occasion to finalize

(all sales) pennies on the dollar,

where merchants feign

going for broke, and capitalize

eulogize, and idealize

the mighty buck staging "FAKE"

news worthy shoppers to burst into tears

crying on command,

and all manner of pathos

pulling ploys nsync king

"shameful guilt" that squares

with being ostracized,

hash-tagged, and demonized Scrooge.