Holdout

I let Black Friday come and go.
I didn’t buy a thing.
I guess I’ll never know what joy
Such bargain deals can bring.

I drove past every single mall,
Set foot in not one store;
And so today I own exactly
What I’d owned before.

Perhaps if I were younger
Or were sorely strapped for cash,
I’d join in all that frenzy
And that eight-to-midnight dash.

But as it was, I stayed away,
Though I will not deny
A tinge of envy, ‘cause I still
Have all my gifts to buy!