Here Today – Sales Tomorrow

The presents are open and the wrapping paper is strung through the room. Lunch has been devoured, nap time will be soon. Tinsel is drooping across the branches where flung.┬áThe cats been hiding for hours since the little one opened the noisy gun. Two toys are broken. The amount of money spent is a sin. Three-hundred and sixty-five days until it happens again. A week ’til the tree is gone but we all know, the sales start tomorrow…GO GO GO!

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