As tone deaf Mozart pounded the Keys
Helen Keller heard what she never could see
A younger less mature Lee Harvey
Shoot out his eye with a magic BB
So Oswald turned to Keller and said
Can't you see L. Ron's not dead
He walks on the water and I on my head
And Mozart's song just put me to bed
He began to yawn as he jot down a note
Helen Keller slipped on Mozart coat
A request? Mozart laughed and boast
I can play this song with my fucking eyes closed
Turned his stool backwards
Put his arms behind his head
And he played this song
Their request
And I think it sounded a little something like this
But not quite exactly this . . .