BLACK FRIDAY
(c) 2015 Edward York
The Thanksgiving feast is over,
We haven't even digested the meals,
Before Bombarded with commercials,
And loads of black Friday deals.
There is still turkey in the fridge,
And a pumpkin pie or two,
While shoppers skim the paper,
To plan out what to do.
The football games are over,
And we all know the scores,
We have shifted focus to shopping
As we wait for open doors.
It is going to take determination,
And a little bit of luck,
To navigate through the merchants,
As they battle for your buck.
The crowds will all be grumpy,
And it fills my heart with dread,
Just thinking with all the hassle,
I just should have stayed in bed.
Amazon is much easier,
And dot com's of every kind.
I will let my fingers do the shopping,
If I don't change my mind.
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Oh I love this poem and the lighthearted message and frustration to get out and shop right after Thanksgiving! Great job! (I think Amazon is great too! :-))
It's great to be able to shop in your pajamas and not fight the crowd.
This feels like the decade that Amazon ate the world, doesn't it? Well written, LG!
People are just tired of the hassles just to save a few bucks, you know damn well they could sell it at the same price all the time without all the fanfare.
Great poem, lasergraph! Thank God I can let my wife do most of the shopping. Whenever I buy something it is wrong anyway and has to be returned! I am so done with it!!!
The older I get the more frustrating it seems. I haven't gone out in the crowd in years, I actually start avoiding shopping places now.
Yes it's that time of year again. I've already heard a Christmas ad on the radio. And the Christmas decorations will be going up very soon in the malls. It seems earlier and earlier every year. To me, Christmas will always be the month of December only. That's when I know it's the Christmas season. I say, one holiday at a time please. Excellent write Ed.
It is over commercialized and if you do venture to a store you feel like cattle that has to be controlled into a line. I hate the whole process.
Yes, these days it's all about shopping and sales, and getting in line outside a store in the middle of the night for the best deals. That's not what Christmas is about, and the weird thing is, everyone knows it. But still they have to let the shopping craziness drive them out of their minds until they get all the shopping done 3 or 4 months in advance of Christmas. It takes all the Christmas out of Christmas.
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