Excuse me, can you spare a minute To hear all about Chaus? She's a raving, mad poetess And she's looking for some love.
Now, please, if you'd just listen You'll understand it'd be no chore She'd listen to everything you have to say If only because she wants to write once more.
I apologize in advance if she seems too desperate It's just been awhile since she wrote something from the heart So it'd be absolutely wonderful if you could make her love you And the rend her heart irreparably, gruesomely apart.
I hope that didn't scare you away, it is a scary request It's just, she can't find her inspiration The future of a poetess, an author, rests on you We've already tried games, ***, and vacations.
We're more than willing to compromise If it would help, maybe she'll be something someday In fact, that'd be a lovely way to break her heart Lure her in with love, then steal her money and run away!
Unfortunately, you must audition for a callback Well, no matter, I'll leave you with a contract Should you decide you want this job You must leave her anything but intact.