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.