To the tune of "Songbird"
Kenny G, he's a stupid looking guy.
And he plays his goddamn saxophone, it makes me want to die.
He'd play- OH WHAT AM I DOING SITTING HERE LISTENING TO KENNY G WHY AM I DOING IT SCREW IT ***********************************
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
(The other Jane)