"JOYOUS" BLACK FRIDAY

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"CAN WE TALK?"
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Alas and alack,
Who named that Friday
"BLACK?"

It is--- "the opening"
of the Joyous Season---
What is the reason
Someone had to call it:
"BLACK."

In my little poem
I will do my best---
to pro-test---
this awful name!

This name doesn't fit---
Not even a little bit---
Unless maybe your greed
causes a night spent
on the pave--ment...
In front of Best Buy.

Oh yes! We mortals
have skewed it up,
(Like just about everything
else on earth---that we touch...)

Do you see it?

Ah, the frost is on the tents
in front of Target---
(Where is James Whitcomb Riley?)
It is three a.m.
All are waiting for five a.m.

At five, all over town
Stores will open
Crowds will surge
People will be trampled---
There'll be a spate of calls
 to 911!

Some like I, who'd pay
(rather than "save")
fifty bucks, to miss
this fiasco---are snug in their
beds...
"While visions of sugar plums
dance..."

It is the day after Thanksgiving...
Carols will be playing,
inside and outside of stores!
There will be live Santas
and pictures of Santas...

There are Christmas lights
everywhere! There are false
icicles hanging from every
fake tree!
(Is there a metaphor there,
somewhere?)

The doors will open now
at any time!
A great spending spree is
about to be unleashed!
The joyous, bleared-eyed crowds
will surge forward in dangerous
trampling anticipation---
Of adding to their accumulation
of material things!

(O, let us not feel smug,
my reader: we may all
be guilty.)

In Heaven the angels
will fold their wings...
The seraphs forget to sing...

On Earth! It is the
CELEBRATION OF THE
SAVIOR'S BIRTH!!!!

It is---
BLACK FRIDAY!!

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BY MIL
11/27/13


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