Xmas Xcess Poem by Mary Champion

Oxford Street, the third week in a dank December,
harassed Humanity caught in frenzied stampede,
matching the gift to age, persuasion and gender,
spending expansively buying what nobody needs.

Harassed Humanity caught in frenzied stampede,
locust-like, they advance in a biblical swarm,
spending expansively buying what nobody needs,
overwrought retail therapy - bank overdrawn.

Locust-like, they advance in a biblical swarm,
foiled plastic wrapping that's masquerading as gold,
overwrought retail therapy - bank overdrawn,
the over-promoted products already sold.

Foiled plastic wrapping that's masquerading as gold,
purchasing labels bound to over-priced tat,
the over-promoted products already sold,
if this one's run out you'll need to settle for that.

Purchasing labels bound to over-priced tat,
the packaging priced in excess of the contents,
if this one's run out you'll need to settle for that,
then travel back home with a surfeit of presents.

The packaging priced in excess of the contents,
Oxford Street, the third week in a dank December,
then travel back home with a surfeit of presents,
matching the gift to age, persuasion and gender.