DVD Sale

It was a DVD sale,
For so long advertised,
And people were brought together,
Next to those they despised.
For each person hated the other,
Their loathing deep and complete,
For each person that attended,
Was another with which to compete.
They gathered deep onto the footpath,
Jostling for the best position,
For being too far away,
Was not a good proposition.
The doors flew open wide,
And people pushed and punched,
They dove headlong at the opening,
In a throng they were bunched.
The door frame exploded impressively,
As the horde thundered on,
They wanted to reach the tables,
Before the good titles were all gone.
I had delivered explicit instructions,
To my kids numbering two,
"Run under the legs of people,
And this I'm telling you -
Grab every DVD you can,
Snatch them if you must,
Because the adults will give into you,
Because that's only just.
Don't grab multiple copies,
Just a single of each one,
I'll signal with a whistle,
When I think we're done.
I'll go to the centre,
That's where the crowd will be,
Soph go right, Erin left,
And then in the centre meet me."
Soph was tugging with a gent,
Over a title that was rare,
She started crying with gusto,
For this tactic we'd prepared,
He sheepishly let her have it,
And Soph didn't linger,
She just smiled and kept going,
While he gave her the finger.
Erin crawled under the table,
Making it slightly sway,
Only to find tomorrow's releases,
Where they'd hidden them away.
I elbowed through all the people,
The kids did remarkably well,
We gathered some impressive titles,
The other shoppers can go to Hell.
We selected the ones we wanted,
Put the other ones on the table,
I know that this underhanded,
And even slightly unstable.
But my girls and I are addicted,
When we watch a DVD,
They grab a drink and some chips,
And come and sit on my knee.
For, they take after me like this,
And whatever the weather,
DVDs are our time enjoying