To the steady tune of country music

Bears

Bears, they want my blood.
Oh bears, they want myyyy blood.
They want it now, they want it quick
And soon I know they’ll get a lick
Cuz bears, they want my blood.
Now bears, wake-up in a cold sweat
And blog, oooooon the internet
Whenever I get a brain freeze
I know they’re commin for me.
Cuz bears, they want my blood.
Oh oh bears, they want myyyy blood.
I don’t know what I did
And don’t take this as some fib
I’m cautious while I sing
Cuz they can burst of anything
That really ain’t my dad
There’s a bear controlling him from his back
They’ve got guns and dynamite
But know I’ll put up quite a fight
Their hate is strong, I won’t live long
Every time I breathe, there’s twelve more commin for meee-eeee
Cuz bears, they want my blood.

lol?
its pretty good, i guess..

um. I don't know what poem/song style that is but it sounds terrible.

It's good 'ol country.

I don't necessarily like the writing, but the message is clear and true.

yes, clearly he wanted to express his paranoia through a form of music...[/sarcasm]

Well now on topic, I personnaly can see some hick slapping his knee singing this, but it doesn't follow a present day country, and so it will most likely fail if you try to publish it, unless you give it to maybe that dude who made that Highland Steer song. Not that it matters...

Other than that I must say it really doesnt appeal to me...of course country isnt my favorite thing in the world.

Bravo, twas beautiful.