"Kennedy"

I mean no disrespect with these lyrics.

Kennedy

© 2001 Brian Hutzell

Just when things are going well

I drop like a Kennedy

Shot down like a Kennedy

Bang!

I hear the report

Who wrote the report?

Who will read it?

It’s a pretty dry read

Playing to a limited crowd

Not very loud

But understandably proud

Pop!

The cork flies from the gun on a string

The rabbit runs away

Startled by the sound

The boys begin to giggle

Giggle and bound

Bound and gagged

Bagged

The pony sagged

The interest flagged

Tongues wagged

And a Kennedy is dragged

Drugged

Across the rug

Looking smug

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Brian Hutzell