Prancing from store to store

Buying all the shoes and more

Bags a'swinging, heels a'clicking

Little did she know, time was ticking.

Onto the third floor,

Sweaters and boots galore. 

Should she shop for fall?

too many choices a this mall.

A racket arose

Outside of Moe's

But she was unaware,

She had her eyes only on new underwear.

The man came a'pushing

And began smushing

Her against the wall.

Who knew her last moment would be at the mall?

The words formed on her lips

And her hands went to her hips.

Her very last words as she fell to her knees;

Credit please.