The Sales Poem by Andy Dean

The high street stores have opened their doors,
Inviting bargain hunters by their scores

With festive music to lure them in
for manic foraging in the bargain bin

To sate their appetite for retail thrills
as they part with their hard earned, at the tills

and laden with bags they leave the store
yet even now they still want more,

Desperate partners are heard to plead
'Is that something we really need? '

It's not for me, this frantic dash,
this incessant need to part with cash

jostling crowds and queueing for ages
amongst crying babies and impatient rages

Yes, I will choose a different way
I'll chill at home and spend the day

away from the hustle of the madding crowd
totally relaxed..... with music loud!