So, we need to spend some money
Although we're damn near broke
Another grifting occasion
To empty out our poke
With advertiser's filling
The airwaves with these scenes
Of people gifting items
From their store's, it's obscene
And after buying brik- a-brak
For all of those we love
We bump our obligations
What could we be thinking of
Why do we feel so guilty
Why do we feel such shame
Until we comply and buy things
It's such an evil game
For people who know we love them
They've never made these request
For us to go out shopping
And contribute to this sad mess
Retailers, we send you notice
We're done with all this guilt
These holidays made to rob us
Enriching your conniving ilk
So from now on we will just send
With all our heart and soul
That love that is so precious
Instead of your lumps of coal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem