Black Friday

I bought you a gift, Black Friday cheap I hoped you would like it and want to keep My credit card quaked and shook in my hand I spent much more than I had planned Black Friday gripped me, bargains galore I saw the glitter, glistening and spent some more The gold so yellow, Black Friday blond, amber Will drape with pride on your delicate camber. Black Friday arrived, a wooden gift box hidden Inside the thinnest chain your heart may be broken The diamonds larger on the screen, but tiny reality The gold a wafer, the emeralds pale lacking vitality Black Friday lied and Black Friday cheated My cards are naked, my accounts are depleted I dashed in the morning through the showers And hid Black Friday, with a bunch of flowers. David Cox 19/02/23