by Donna Pendergast'Twas the day after Thanksgiving and all through the landThe shoppers were awake, the agenda was plannedThe coffee was brewing, the tennies were lacedThe stores would soon open, around the house they all racedThe stores were all decked out with flash holiday flairwith hope that the shoppers would soon buy their fareAnd Mom with her coupons and dad with his cashhad compiled a list for the mad morning dashWhen all of a sudden there...
