An old friend of mine, who shall remain nameless (Sean!) came by my house one night while he was having relationship issues (when wasn't he??). Anyway, he had written a "poem" to his girlfriend and wanted to make it into a song. Being that he did not have the slightest idea how to go about doing this, he asked me to do it for him (as if he'd brought some eggs over and wanted me to make him an omelet). I tried explaining to him that it wasn't as easy as it may appear to be, but he was very determined to have his way and would not take "no fucking way" as an answer. So, under extreme pressure and relentless begging, promises and a possible veiled threat or two, I managed to squeeze this abomination out like a turd after a 3 day opiate binge.
P.S. Please excuse the mix. It's hard to put much into something when you just don't care. (like taking care of someone else's baby. They probably won't get changed as often as they should and will probabably wind up with a bad rash on their ass.)