Black Thursday Poem by Barry Jablonski

Black Thursday



Our grand holiday meal
Was devoured in a flash
Now off to the stores….
We'll make a mad dash

To find that great deal
We'll stand in long lines
Our eyes firmly fixed…
On the huge sale signs

As they unlock the doors
And the crowd surges in
We all hunt for bargains
When searching each bin

The checkout girl waits
With a glassy eyed stare
Thinking "In a few hours"
They'll be out of my hair'

Now back to our families
We'll all rush with a flair
So our presents are ready
When Santa gets there...

Barry Jablonski
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Friday, November 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: shopping
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