Poetry 123: Twas the Day After Thanksgiving

Twas the Day After Thanksgiving
By Jill Eisnaugle

Twas the day after Thanksgiving, hours before dawn
As millions of people bustled ‘cross the lawn
Many sacrificed needed hours of rest
For the open freeways and the shopping mall’s test
Each one had a purpose for why they were there
To save a few dollars on Christmas gift fare
The plan for their mission: high bargains galore
This wee Friday morning from store to store.

From candles to toys and wrenches to clothes
The registers lit up like ‘ol Rudolph’s nose
Using cash or credit, the money just flew
And, soon, the number of packages grew
Some went for one item and came home with four
Others dropped their load and headed back for more
The whole time devoted to shopping and fun
This day proved the holiday season had begun.

Across this great nation, come sun or come ice
Each Black Friday is a shopper’s paradise
From skateboards to iPods and cell phones to games
Shoppers gladly buy for their prized list of names
The names of the loved ones that each one holds dear
For the sake of spreading some holiday cheer
So, let’s celebrate ‘fore the day’s out of sight
Happy Shopping to all and to all a sane night!

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This poem seemed all too appropriate given the day! If you're unfamiliar with the idea of Black Friday, it's basically where stores have huge day-after-Thanksgiving sales starting ridiculously early in the morning, sometimes as early as three AM, that draw in hoards and hoards of customers hoping to get great deals on their Christmas shopping. Are you taking part in Black Friday this year?