In the Midst of The Shopper's Climax Season
We are in the beginning stages,
Of the shopper's climax season.
The Labor begins.
With a shifting of Autumn winds.
And children are sugarized...
By delights of ghosts and goblins.
Dressed in Halloween costumes,
To get treats...
From those who open their doors,
To discover they have been faced...
By creatures all over the place.
And in between Fall and Winter,
Indian Summer comes as if Spring.
To then chill the air...
To prepare for Thanksgiving.
~We gather together to ask...~
ATTENTION:
We are in the midst,
Of the shopper's climax season.
Adorn your coats, scarfs, gloves, mits and hats.
It is the countdown to Christmas!
And all through the house...
Not a single person is unaware,
Gifts to share is in the air.
Some with price tags,
To remain as they are so some will stare.
Hoping an impression made is there.
'You paid how much for that?
And you are wrapping it up?
Why?
Just give it to 'em!
Unless you are planning to take that back?
Then I applaud your strategy.
Very clever, indeed.
Return to get it at a marked down price.
But 'show' what was actually paid to entice.
CLEVER! '
~Oh Christmass Eve oh Christmas Eve...
When you leave us,
Our debts will bleed.~
It's the day after Christmas,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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