A Merchant's
Black Friday Carol
(With apologies to Irving Berlin and Bing Crosby)

I'm...dreaming of a Black...Friday,
When people spend a ton of dough;
With no discounts needed,
On goods receipted,
'Cause there's...an endless traffic flow.
(Ho, ho ho.)

I'm...dreaming of a Black...Friday,
With ev'ry credit card I swipe;
May my profits rise out of sight,
And this year...things fin'ly all go right.

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©2009 Michael Silverstein

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