The Senseless Spending of A Shopaholic.

It was half past four

And a ring stopped Melanie Moore

While she was but two feet from her door

She had to know, she had to know

So down went the purse, off came the coat

Ring a ring and ring again

Yet instead of answering the call

Melanie Moore stalled and stalled

Waiting to here what the message said

It was half past four

And the caller chose to ignore

The answering machine of Melanie Moore

Who picked up her things and left through the door

A few hours went and Melanie spent

Too much time and money in the store

Which was nothing new for Melanie Moore

Dollar bills would fly, and many swipes of cards were sent

And on went Melanie Moore

As she was not done

She’d just yet begun

Spending the inheritance

Of her first born son

Melanie Moore

Oh Melanie Moore

You shop and shop

Having no reality

That one-day, oh what a pity,

The bottom of your endless crediting

Would certainly drop

But Melanie Moore would not hear

Logical arguments to what she held dear

Store to store went Melanie Moore

And her husband simply shakes his head

Each time he moves boxes away

Simply in order to watch his flat screen display

Freshly to the wall from the store

Bought by,

To no surprise

His loving wife,

The one and only

Miss Melanie Moore