The Night Of Thanksgiving

"Black Friday" craziness

T'was the night of Thanksgiving
Leftovers are all put away;
People up from their naps and ballgames
There is no time to play.

Grabbing their keys and wallets
Out the door they do fly;
Gotta get the Christmas deals
Before they pass us by.

The parking lot is full,
There's no buggies to be found;
I can't believe I'm doing this -
The madness, the riots - the sound!

Checkout lines are stacked
To the very back of the store;
There are a few cashiers,
Good Heavens! They need more!

The tale has taught one thing,
And this I believe,
Computer shopping's the answer
For the stress to relieve.

Word Count:107
Line Count: 20

Prompt for Jan 13th 2023: Writer's Cramp

Write a poem or story whose setting is some sort of riot.