Black Friday Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

Black Friday



Just after Thanksgiving, there's a day
that's called Black Friday! There are
many people, who take advantage of
this time just to see, what they're giving
away! Stores open, in the wee hours of
the morning and tremendous lines, will
begin to form. They'll stay there and don't
care, even should it begin, to storm! It
doesn't matter how long it takes, just as
long as they get inside and get their turn.
You'd think there was no recession, for
they all, seem to have, money to burn! It
can get to be a frenzy, with people pulling
and grabbing just about everything in sight.
But as long as it's a bargain, to them it was
worth, this plight! They're out for many hours,
until they're ready, to drop. And when they've
come, to the end of their rope they know,
they can't possibly make it, into another shop!

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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