The irony of Black FridayA Poem by KaylieI'm disgusted with the fact that people spend an entire day being "thankful" but then they kill each other for material things...
I'm thankful for my family,
I'm thankful for my dog, At least that's what they say The filthy, greedy hogs. Thanksgiving is for giving thanks, Loving what you have, Yet the meaning's lost. You break the sin of gluttony You break the sin of greed While people starve on the streets Here you are, you feed. Amounts of food No man can consume You eat until you're sick To top it off you rest a while Then stuff yourself again. Once the day of thanks is done The fun has yet to end Lining up in the ice and cold The fun has not begun! Once the clock strikes midnight The hooligans will rise Trample, punch, and trip their neighbors What, are you surprised? Every year the day of thanks Is followed by tragedy and death But do they care? Of course they don't! That TV was only $999! © 2013 KaylieReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 18, 2013 Last Updated on December 18, 2013 AuthorKaylieSouth Portland, MEAboutHello everyone! I am Kaylie, and I'm currently in the process of figuring out who I am, what I want, and how I want my life to be. I'm a very kind soul, an open person. I survive in this world with te.. more..Writing
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