ROSES ARE RED
Roses are red, violets are blue.
Kenny threw a four pack. What else is new?
How does he do it? We don’t know.
Did he deal with the devil? Is he steel down below?
Whatever his secret, it’s working for him.
Kenny’s the champ with his vigor and vim
Lilacs are purple. Coral is pink.
His glory restored, brought us back from the brink.
Tomorrow’s a new day. We wish you luck.
Now get back to work, you glorious puck!
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