New Idea for a sci-fi short story.
A woman is dumped by a man, but she still dearly loves him. Maybe she cjheated on him, maybe he caught her jamming to The Steve Miller Band. Whatever, he dumps her. She begs what can she do to win him back, he sends her the lyrics to Scarborough Fair. She decides to perform the list of acts...
At the end, she send him the alternate lyrics where the woman makes equally grand demands and tells him when he's done all that she's got his shirt ready.
I came up with this when I read the lyrics last night and came to the conclusion that this is without a doubt the pettiest song I've ever read.
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