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Black Friday - More Holiday Shenanigans

~Black Friday~ With the turkey out of the way It's time to do some shop and save Black Friday...here we go again I am up at three o'clock So I'll be at the door on the dot Shopping like a mad whirlwind Pulling up to Walmart Grab myself a fresh shopping cart For when the doors open up at five Like a horse out of the gate Your own fault for being in my way Just count your blessings that youre still alive Beat the crowds straight to the back For a little snatch and grab Gotta have the newest wide screen T.V. Blue hair had my T.V. in her cart Took her out with a karate chop Sorry granny it's either you or me Next set my sights on this kid With no clue of what he did Or how he ended splayed out on the floor In the remote car shopping isle And it may take that kid awhile To remember who, what, when, or what for I next wildly veer off to the right For that set of Ginsu knives That I use to hold back the forming crowd With it being the only set left I Samurai it over my head Which quickly clears out the entire Ginsu isle With my shopping about done I sweep shelves into my cart on the run Figure I can sort it all out later At times it's hard to pick and choose With the attitude of I hate to lose Anyways I figure they owe me for all my labor When I get to the front of the store There's bookoo bunches of crowds galore I've never seen such a long drawn out line So I clear the path in front of me Taking people off at the knees They'll surely think twice the next time Before getting in my way And my day of shop and save Already planning for next year my friend Satisfied I head for the door But I tell you not before I turn and say Happy Holidays and Good Will Towards Men! Cause that's just the way I am...

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Date: 11/25/2018 12:33:00 AM
A perfect description of black Friday, bedlam, shouts, curses from some, trolley bruises, and finally some bargains. You only find out once at the till, that the best of what you have chosen were not on the black Friday special. I love the pace of this poem, i could almost feel you were out of breath! Great write well done and good luck for next black Friday! Kindest regards, Jennifer
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Date: 11/24/2018 2:23:00 PM
"Oh, what fools we morals be!" Laughing Laughing.
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Date: 11/24/2018 12:50:00 PM
A scary ordeal but you got through it in flying colors. Bravo, Mike. An charming poem.
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