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Nov 2012
People run and people hustle
They push and pull and tug and tussle
For what?

Lines extend around the block
Full of people set to go in hock
For what?

A crushing, living, breathing mass
Who won't subside to let one pass
For what?

Weather good or weather poor
They only want inside the store
For what?

A tale is told of victor's spoils
Of all their silly, shopping toils
For what?

Black Friday shoppers spending all
Filling every shopping mall
For what?

I cannot grasp their need to spend
Tell me when will madness end
For what?
For those people in the US and now, unfortunately in Canada, who must shop on Black Friday. For what? deals are there after the sale day, people overspending, buying because the media says they must get the deal first. This is not Christmas, this  is just madness and mayhem and one breath away from a riot. Send in the security, I need to get my tv to my car!!!
Roger Turner - Poet
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Roger Turner - Poet
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