[masterminion]

DON'T ASK ME WHY
WHY! I screamed, you wanton hussy.
What's with your dreams of Gary Busey.
It isn't right you sleeping with him.
Because of this our futures dim.
Wake up now, show you still care.
Or come the morn, I won't be there.
It's nuts the way you call him dear.
While whispering into my ear.
You call him lover, and bite my neck.
You're making me a total wreck.
Wake up now, tell him to leave.
You do not want him, make him believe.
He's a nutjob, but you're insane.
What's going on inside your brain.
You're breathing heavy, about to come.
What is he doing, I haven't done.
I watch you climax, hear you scream.
Then with a sigh, you leave the dream.
You tell me, ''thank you honey'', with a kiss.
Then settle back in total bliss.
I'm left seething, mad as Hell.
This affair well not end well.
I've got a gun, I'll get that skunk.
I'll get you Busey, you sorry punk.
D.L. Crockett 4/2/18

[moomin]

You need someone to put chords to that and you got a C&W smash hit.