Twas the night after Christmas
when all through the house
not a computer was whirring
not even a mouse.
The iPhones were laid by the plugin with care,
with hope that a battery charge would soon be there
We parents were all snug in their couch beds
while visions of quietness lay in our heads
The ole lady with her snoring n nothin a flap
we settled are arses for a short winter nap.
When out of the computer arose such a clatter,
We sprang from the couch to see twas the matter
Away to the mouse we flew like a flash
While we counted our leftover cash
When, what to my eyes should appear,
"Boxing Day sales" oh dear
With the haste fingers that flew very quick
To show the best Boxing Days sales by click
Now charge it, click it and shout by name,
To purchase the best by a seasoned dame
Now cash away, cash away, cash away all!
We then flew out of the driveway without even a stall.