Catalogues
are filled with things
That no one really needs,
But flipping through the pages
Well, we all know where that leads:
That no one really needs,
But flipping through the pages
Well, we all know where that leads:
To
buying some ephemera
For gifts or for ourselves;
Like we don’t have sufficient tchotchkes
Cluttering our shelves.
For gifts or for ourselves;
Like we don’t have sufficient tchotchkes
Cluttering our shelves.
It
may be jewelry or clothes
Or toys we find enticing;
And if there is a coupon code,
Then that becomes the icing.
Or toys we find enticing;
And if there is a coupon code,
Then that becomes the icing.
The
holidays approach and thus,
The mailbox overflows.
The need to purchase presents
Is conditioned, I suppose.
The mailbox overflows.
The need to purchase presents
Is conditioned, I suppose.
And
so I sit and browse on through,
A giving-gifts supporter,
While wondering if I’m prepared
To call and place my order.
A giving-gifts supporter,
While wondering if I’m prepared
To call and place my order.
What
really makes me happy, though,
And always yields a smile,
Is when I add a catalogue
On to the reject pile!
And always yields a smile,
Is when I add a catalogue
On to the reject pile!
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