Some jobs lead to the development of better skills and then there's stuff I write. Someone has to serve as a bad example.

She Used to be a Counselor

Mister Jones, I was sent here to reform your chart’s prediction,
I need to do a back ground on what causes your addiction,

Were You born of a single parent from a relationship dissolved,
No ma’am , he’s no relation , but I think he was involved,

Then you’re an only child with no siblings to contest,
No ma’am , I got all the gibblings Momma ate the rest,

Would you say that alcohol reduced you to this rank,
No Ma’am I think it was the kinda whiskey that I drank,

Mister jones I’m not on the same train of thought with you,
Never been on a train ma’am, but I rode a horse or two,

Don’t never drink on a horse, I gotta warn you ma’am,
A twelve pack in a saddle bag, it don’t fit worth a damn,

Let’s not get off the subject Jones, I guess I’m not too clear,
No, ma’am, I git off alright, but tryin to stand’s a fear,

We’re not getting anywhere, it’s hopeless , I’m believing’
No ma’am , I like your story; go on, don’t be leaving,

OK, What’s it feel like to get drunk and lose your mind,
Ma’am it’s kinda hard explaining to a lady of your kind,

You see you ain’t a swinger or lady of the night,
And them’s the kind I entertain until it’s plum daylight,

Whiskey pulls the curtain down on all your heavy thinkin ,
And Your memory disappears with that tasty stuff you’re drinkin,

But Mister Jones you’re doin wrong and know it, I can bet,
Yes ma’am , but doin what I’m doin, is what I’m tryin to forget,

You see a memory ain’t worth having if it causes you distress,
And it’s all these bad memories that makes my life a mess,

Yes I need reformin, I‘m headed straight for ruin,
But you Ma’am, need informin a little hands on doin,

You’re an AA counselor , but you’re prettier than most.
How about you join me in a little breakfast toast.

Try this, ain’t that better, a couple more? You see I’m right!
Yes ma’am, you can reform me , what are you doin tonight?