Just At The Best Bit

Scene after scene,
I'm loving the dream,
Then your entrance is rude,
You bastard.
My crude haven crumbles,
Leaving ravenous rumbles,
To welcome the weary wanderer,
To set down demands,
Which you of course will,
Help me to fullfill.
Else, I will kick your ass.
PS. You bastard.
PPS. You utter, utter, bastard.