'T'was the day before Christmas and a quandary was posed.
My credit was maxed, the libraries all closed.
The bookshelves were bare from a trip to Half-Price
and the few that were left were not worth reading twice.
When what to my crestfallen eyes did appear but a man
with a box, he was headed right here.
It was stuffed full of books, like a balm for the soul-
I guess this "Jackson Street" must be in the North Pole.
So, it's with thanks and good wishes for the storekeeps, their shop,
that the registers jingle and of custom nonstop.
3 comments:
Happy Holidays to Dan, Tammy, and indie bookstores everywhere!
And may the registers continue to jingle through all the year!
Thanks, guys. Whenever a cash register jingles, an angel gets it's wings.
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