My name is Scary Boots
Watch me strut across the floor
Everybody looks at me.
Even Norman Reedus from underneath the bathroom door.
He can't help but stare at me
I look so good it's a fright.
In fact it's so dam scary
He practically laid there looking at me all night.
He kept phoning Flanery
Even though he was right here in the same room
And when Flanery went to put me on,
Reedus's voice filled with doom.
"Norman, don't be sad or jealous"
Is what I really wanted to say
"I'm sure Flanery would let you borrow me
If you'd just stop carrying on that way."
Right now he finds it's funny
I think he's laughing on the bed.
I'd look, but he's over there free - ballin
So I'll just guess instead
I think his patience has reached it's limit
Cause he got up and is headed this way
Socks are all he's wearing
And his parts are starting to sway.
He stands right behind me
And sticks his hands inside?
He does a couple shakes and groans
Then he goes back to the bed and calls YOU an Uber ride.
What happens next is hectic
To say the very least
A woman shows up with a bed
And Reedus took off like a beast.
Now I know I'm dam good looking
But don't be like Reedus and lose your head.
Cause you'll just end up scary jealous
Over a nekkid Sean Patrick Flanery, a maid and an extra bed.
~Vanessa Blood
@TheLadyBlood