Black Friday Poems - Poems about Black Friday

A letter poem to the next black Friday

A letter poem to the next black Friday (On the eve of)

I was encouraged to promote a white lie
Poetry I need to bid you farewell
I may stay silent, act up in intricacy
And also declare, I am no longer there, you are a departed line
That can only wait for a longer wait time.

Density of the white

Black Friday

Black Friday

Draws attention to

The shelves..

Inviting the seeker

In all of us

To join in  this

Seasonal story

Of frenzy..

A choice 

To join or withdraw

Only enhances the

Seeker's persistence

And desperation..

Freedom may appear

With the ending of

The choice...

BLACK FRIDAY

The homeless still are
The politicians return home
See you next year 

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

Reposted Black Friday, Parable To Broad Way, a Narrow Way

This is a parable how so many on the highway to death
Following and fighting over material things
Caught up in this world following the crowd

We have Jesus on the other end with the self check out


Have you found your bargain
So many will camp out
To get a present on a deal
The lines will wrap around
The outside doors

Black Friday

Stay at home
shop with computer, laptop or phone
With an app
you can get that
Deals deals deals
shopping thrills
Bargains galore
buy a little more
No parking worries
No walking in a hurry
No rude crowds
No paying lines for miles and miles
Shop at home stress free
even get free delivery
Wonderful technology
Black Friday get what you want and need.

Black Friday Rant

It should come as no surprise
that devil has evil eyes.  
The day after the Thanks is done,
the greed for self gain has begun.
The sale of the year has just a few
of the items that cause tempers to spew.
And while yes it is true
stores have done it different the past year or two.
Friday morning the

Black Friday

Have you found your bargain
So many will camp out
To get a present on a deal
The lines will wrap around
The outside doors 
When the door opens be careful
For they stampede in trying to enter
Many get injured if not fast or big enough
Everyone will get there gifts
They have been longing on
Then it's time to check out
And the

Black Friday In Russia

They even have “Black Friday” in Russia!
Don't have Russia chacters
Who would have believed it!
The whole wide world has gone nutso, nutso, nutso!
Thought for sure Putin would have abolished it by now
Oh well, Happy Shopping!

Black Friday

our bright side will come to an end
the Ancients did issue this protend
but there is still time
upon reading this rhyme
to give thanks to Black Friday and spend

Written: November 16, 2022

Checked by HMS.COM: 8-9-5-6-9

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Black Friday

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,

Black Friday

Their time together was heated
As she suspected he cheated
The lad did not know
No rain, no rain beau
So the cycle was repeated

Hell Is a Black Friday

A Friday from hell

I was writing about consumerism.
What is the point when people get up at five in the morning?
buying tumble driers that use plenty of electricity in a country
where the sun shines nearly every day.
A new computer when they can upgrade the old one is such
a waste of money.
I`m missing the point people like

Black Friday Turned Blue-Political Limericks

For four years I've longed to shout 'Adios!'
It's time for you to go,  Donald J. Gross
Shove those burgers down, Chubs
Play with your balls and clubs
You're crude, belligerent and bellicose

Anderson called you an obese turtle
Who'd never admit you need a girdle
Your offspring are all jerks
In the west wing they lurk
Too bad your little swimmers were

When Black Friday Comes

When Black Friday comes, I am looking up towards heaven. No riches and material things on this earth that perishes can equal to God’s riches my brethren. Soo many people rush to get that item that is on sale. Their is nothing on this earth that is man made which will prevail. Open your eyes

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