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"ablack" poems
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?
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Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 5:58 PM UTC
For What? (ABlack Friday Rant)