• The hustle and bustle of stampeding feet
    Trampling store clerks and rushing the streets
    Christmas is near you can feel all the tension
    The most terrifying experience of the entire year crying

    Hiding behind counters is the only refuge ninja
    From bruises and cuts and scraped up elbows
    Angry customers screaming for help
    Screeching for toys, enough to make your ears bleed

    "WHY'D I WAIT SO LATE THIS YEAR?!" gonk
    "WHY CAN'T I FIND WHAT I'M LOOKING FOR?!" stressed
    "DO YOU CARRY THIS IN THIS STORE?!"
    "HURRY UP! SHOW ME! WHERE?!" scream

    It's the same as always yet they don't get it straight talk2hand
    Warpathic, psychotic, punch throwing shoppers
    Destroying all who slightly make them wait
    Now to pray behind the old bullet holed counter
    Why do I have to work so late gonk

    Finally the calmness, tranquility, and silence
    Almost time to close and walk out the front doors whee
    Of course when there's a silence you get hit by a storm
    One last wave to wreck and devastate this poor store eek

    "GET OUT OF MY WAY OR I WILL DESTROY YOU!!" evil
    "SHUT IT SIR I SAW THAT LAST TOY FIRST!!" stressed

    After violence is exchaged they finally leave
    So fast was the day my head's literally spinning
    And just to think I might actually make it
    I look at the schedule with tear stained reason
    I'm on duty for the rest of the season crying