Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Tis the Season's Opening Day


Three Word Wednesday - 
This week's words: Habitual; Illustrious; Jumbled

Christmas comes but once a year, which is just as well,
although all the retailers would like to have more
so every single week there would be a Black Friday,
with jumbled hordes of crazed shoppers outside the store
at three-ten in the morning, credit cards in hand.
Christmas: a great excuse for a shopping orgy.

The proudly religious also up and orgy
over “Season’s Greetings,” a term they don’t take well.
And “Happy Holidays” gives the devil a hand,
they say. “And we’ll not shop here, not even once more
unless the cash registers in your godless store
tell the clerks to say ‘Merry Christmas’ by Friday.”

That way, when the saved go shopping on Black Friday
they can revel religiously in the orgy
and shop with wild, untamed abandon in the store,
certain that big spending makes God love them so well.
With every smile and proper greeting, they spend more,
and piles of cash go into the store owner’s hand.

“Merry Christmas:” a small price for cash in the hand.
No wonder retailers so enjoy Black Friday
and hope consumer greed will lead to more.
Shoppers spend money they don’t have to fund the orgy,
pulling buckets of cash from the credit-card well,
forgetting that dunning notices are in store.

A timid person faces danger in the store.
A habitual, Type-A shopper might hit him with her purse.
He’ll leave in an ambulance, and she’ll say, “Oh, well.
Wimps should know better than to shop on Black Friday;
you’ve got to be tough to survive this mad orgy.
He’s out of the way now, and I’m going to shop more.”

The retailer is so glad she keeps spending more;
If she’s got money, she’s welcome in his store.
Illustrious economists watch the orgy
to see if it’s giving business a fiscal hand,
or if it’s just another nondescript Friday,
and, despite the madness, the retailers do not fare well.

The annual orgy, set to begin once more.
To get things going well, you must spend big at the store.

Credit cards in hand, go deep into debt on Friday.

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