The name so foreboding, the masses, the hordes
Enticed into debt by toys they can't afford.
Forced to wait hours for bright shiny trinkets;
"A 4 AM sale?" Who even would think it?
Drawn to the malls with the trappings and trimmings
Like moths to a flame, a cliff for the lemmings.
Surely this purchase will fill that great hole,
The empty,...
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