I’m the Doggone Girl from that Cheesy Jackson-McCartney Duet

may I get a word in, finally?

artist: Busted ∆ Photographer / Leonardo da Vinci

It’s been forty years, boys,
since you quarreled over me,
my head is still ringing with
that schmaltzy melody

Mike, you were the prince of pop,
Off the Wall, off the chart —
sent me some concert tix and
thought you had bought my heart

Paul, a living legend,
baby face, puppy eyes — 
peeking up my Penny Lane,
so sure you deserved that prize

Mike, who did you think I was,
Dirty Diana?
so creepy that
you moonwalked for me
wearing only a bandana …

Paul, I was speechless
when you whipped out that wood —
Norwegian, did you say?
I’d un-see it, if I could

Hashtags not invented yet,
my options were limited —
Let It Be! they said, don’t be
so frigid an inhibited!