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 Black Friday
Soon the Turkeys will have been all ate,
people will wake early on this date.
Cars will zoom all around,
to find the best deals to be found.
Shopping carts will be filled with all they can,
from the things on sale or that look so grand.
Cash registers will sound like slots in Sin City,
spitting out the receipts so long and pretty.
Wrapping paper and bows usually get forgot,
as people throw gifts in the cart at a fast trot.
There will be some people that almost get in a fight,
for that one gift under the tree on that special night.
I understand the want to give a present to someone,
but giving a gift of LOVE can be a lot more fun.

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