Twas 4am on Black Friday, and
all through the house
The alarm clocks were
buzzing, people starting to grouse.
Blankets thrown off without
even a care,
We got up and shuffled on,
with a zombie like stare.
My child was nestled all snug
in her bed.
She’s grumpy that early, I
don’t want bloodshed
Beth in her hoodie and I in
fuzzy socks
Had our hearts set on fleece pjs
and on my black crocs.
When in my kitchen there
arose such a clatter,
“You’re making a smoothie? What is the matter?”
To the kitchen I waddled kind
of slow like a duck,
“Are you crazy, are you
serious, what the fuck?”
The moon outside was hiding
behind clouds,
We were inside preparing for
crowds.
When, what to my wondering
ears should sound,
A text telling me it’s time that
we were store bound.
Now Becca, now Susan, now Bethie,
and Tim,
We’re off to Fred Meyer,
where to begin?
Electronics, Housewares,
Toys, or Apparel?
I began to think “These
people have gone feral”.
Their eyes did not twinkle,
no dimples so merry,
Their cheeks flushed like
winos, their faces were scary.
We plastered on smiles, we’d
make someone happy,
And if not, we’ve got Becca
who’s really quite scrappy.
We made it through without a
single harsh word,
I’m so very proud that I didn’t
get flustered.
Straight out to the car we
did hustle,
Carrying that stuff took some
serious muscle.
With Beth off to work, three
of us crawled inside
Another Black Friday down and nobody cried.
Another Black Friday down and nobody cried.
I opened the window and out
of the car I did lean,
"See you all later,
we’re off to Cool Beans"
My rhyming leaves something to be desired, but it was a great morning!
I hope everyone had a safe and happy day today.
That is all.
