The Cost of Christmas



There’s no room at the store
for more on the shelves,
as shoppers hustle and bustle and fuss,
and jostle and shove like sheep
as they flock
for that little black frock,
and trinkets,
of gold, and frankly, spend more
than they ever intended
on presents and stocking fillers.
They rush past the carol singers
to order the turkey
that’s gobbled in seconds,
and buy all the food that they reckon they need,
to feed the hoards that descend
for a couple of days,
then scurry away
leaving devastation.
And with a sigh it’s cleared away,
now all that’s left to do is pay.