Tales of Christmas shopping regret.
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Christmas after-sales have begun
And like angry ghosts gathering around a white light
A million hungry souls will begin to fight
The night is strong, like a young boy's grip
And plates and pots and useless things
Are swiped away like diamond rings
Only then the hungry wolves return
Stomachs full, they soon find
Some regret within their mind