Holdout

I let Black Friday come and go. I didn’t buy a thing. I guess I’ll never know what joy Such bargain deals can bring. I drove past every single mall, Set foot in not one store; And so today I own exactly What I’d owned before. Perhaps if I were younger Or were sorely strapped for cash, I’d join in all that frenzy And that eight-to-midnight dash. But as it was, I stayed away, Though I will not deny A tinge of envy, ‘cause I still Have all my gifts to buy!