John F. McCullagh

Gold Star - 4,657 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

Black Friday, The Shopping Poem - Poem by John F. McCullagh

The people crowd the entrances
at Malls all over town.
To seize the choicest bargain deals,
They'd gladly knock you down.
The retailers all hold their breath
as shopping gets in gear.
Will Santa fill his sleigh as hoped?
-or lay off more Reindeer?
There are plastic toys from China
colored with suspicious paint.
Whip out your last credit card
(-when you see the bills, you'll faint.)
"The children must have Christmas! "
No request will be denied.
Never mind your youngest child
has just turned thirty five.
Don't forget a gift for you
Don't you deserve the best?
Shopping is such good therapy
for the financially depressed


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 14, 2012


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