Shiny pants

As I  walked passed the market
I got stalled by a bunch of bystanders
I squirmed and I saw and it was all squander
For my shiny pink pants were all over the place

My shiny pink pants, so PINK, I can't bare
Eye coolers just shot up in demand
For all the bedazzled shine and glare
The guy at the shop summoned me to the side
Asked me, "missy can I ask you a question inside"

With my shiny pink pants, what's to get scared of, I quipped?
My pinky pink pants are fashionable than cool whip
So I went inside, frolicking like Goldilocks

And right behind me, I heard the doors lock
But fear can't get past the eye-burning pants
Well, logistically it is impossible to even look at these, you just can't!

The shopkeeper mused.
Madame, you can be of some use
You see my shop is running under loss
And you can help me get over this

My creditor is due in about a minute
And I can't pay him a buck or a morsel for it
So I need you to hang at the threshold of my stall
Your pants will take care of the rest of it all

Their eyes will burn before they enter my shop
And the rest will make a run from it, and they won't stop
For eternity I will be grateful

A sacrifice for me is a handful
of a task, I am sure you can do
For either way, to come soon is your doom

Your shiny bright pants for all eternity you can hold
Doing it helping a fellow mate, is something you shouldn't be told
Cause either way, death behold!