Black Friday Poem by Phil Soar

A bargain that she can’t resist
An opportunity she missed
A ‘Two for One’
A bargain buy
The only thought I have is:
Why?
The clothes she wears
The food we eat
All part of a shopaholic treat
A full trolley load
An online craze
Performed in a sort of misty haze
She sees the labels on the racks
Cardboard boxes, blister packs
Bottles of this
Plenty of that
Marked down prices staring back
Rushing to be the first in line
Black Friday is her wake up time
Sorties planned with expertise
Knocking competitors on their knees
Getting there first a major task
Never wanting to be the last
Stores that open early
Queue outside all night
Prepared to rush at midnight
Prepared to have a fight
Over in a flash and then
Back to start the plan again
The Christmas Sales not far away
Refuel the car ready for the day
And I just sit there in a daze
Laughing at this shopping craze