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The Night 'Fore Black Friday

Contributed by mariahneu1 on Sunday, 21st December 2008 @ 01:18:35 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



'Twas the night 'fore Black Friday, when all through the house,
Mom was Googling, with the click of a mouse;
She found running shoes and the prices were fair,
Despite her tired and scraggly hair;
The family was nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Plasmas danced in their heads;
While Mama had java and I took a nap,
She plotted the plan and drew out a map,
I awoke to a rumble of startling chatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
There stood my mom with a large wad of cash,
"Time to go, hun, Best Buy's got a stash!"

With latte in hand and children in stow,
Excited to seek the Christmas cargo,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
"Sale at Penny's! Hurry up, my dear!"
My mom drove the car, so lively and quick,
We traveled to Penny's to get the first pick.

Reaching parking lot, we were ready for fun!
Realizing that our purchases may weigh a ton...

Stood a giant mall, filled with gifts ungiven,
Families, in long lines at different stores were riven.

Stretched from Walgreens, to the entrance of the mall!
Stood a mass of people that could start a brawl!

The Sun had not risen, the moon in the sky,
Yet what happened next did appeal to my eye,
The doors were now open and in people flew,
I, everyone, and their grandmothers, too.

Claustrophobic, I stood aloof,
Spotting scared workers take refuge on roof.

Darting corners and circling around,
Running shoes, radios and Rock Band, we found!

My mom wore her furs from her head to her foot,
While she told me briefly that I had to stay put;

Kitchenware was located all the way in the back,
But she admired a coat that was covered in black.

She only could purchase what she could now carry,
The checkout lines had turned quite scary.

But she saw her running shoes that stood aglow,
But seeing the price required a proper quid pro quo;
When she couldn't buy shoes, she clenched her teeth,
And the anger encircled her head like a wreath;
This surpassed the time she'd received free jelly,
From the jelly of the month club that had fattened her belly.

To what to her eyes did appear on a shelf,
A Plasma TV, which she picked out herself!

Though the shopping experience itself she did dread,
It excited her to see shorter lines up ahead;
She took me in hand as shoppers went berserk,
We had reached the checkout, though this man was a jerk,
From his bad morning breath to his under-plucked nose,
He said that we budged and he stepped on my toes!

Finally, it was time to make our dismissal,
And away we all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I must admit that the stores were a sight,
As we drove home with our finds with much delight.




Copyright © mariahneu1 ... [ 2008-12-21 13:18:35]
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Re: The Night 'Fore Black Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by Voice of the Silent on Sunday, 21st December 2008 @ 05:08:37 PM AEST
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I admit it made me laugh but at the beginning you say about mom googling with the click of the mouse
you had me confused with cyber Monday the monday after black friday
but all the same great write
hope to read more soon
-kelly


Re: The Night 'Fore Black Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by lnnie on Monday, 22nd December 2008 @ 03:51:53 PM AEST
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So funny
and so much talent here.
Great!




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