The Day After Thanksgiving

The Day After Thanksgiving

Twas the day after Thanksgiving and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The reason for this was abundantly real:
everyone was out shopping for a Black Friday deal.

Mall traffic was backed up, but nobody cared,
“I’m going shopping for sales!” everyone had declared.

“These are three for ten dollars!”
“Buy one get two free!”
“Wouldn’t this look nice under Aunt Mart’s Christmas tree?”

The deals there were many, the sales were beefed up.
Two men in aisle seven almost had a dust-up.

“That X-box is mine,” said the one with dark hair.
“Come get it,” said the other one who looked like a bear.

“Oh, just take it,” said dark hair. “I’ll leave it for you.
Plus, I’d much rather buy me a Meta Quest 2!”

They laughed and shook hands, and they ended their spat.
“Shopping,” said one. The other: “Is where it’s at.”

The scene was the same all over the nation
while shoppers forgot about rising inflation.

If you’re going out shopping all I can say is, “Oh, my!”
and “Happy Day after Thanksgiving to all, and to all a good buy.”