>A jazzman, Thelonious Monk
Went into a terrible funk
When young Johnny Griffin
Took offence to his riffin’
And said all his solos were junk.

A drummer who went by Art Blakey
Became, as he aged, oh so flaky
Though his drumming was tight
Night after night
The control of his bowels got quite shaky.

A saxophonist, name of Stan Getz
Committed all thought to cassettes
But then Lester Young
Told him tapes were no fun
And instead he should smoke cigarettes.

She called herself Ella Fitzgerald
To any who heeded her herald
Not many ignored her
For ignorance floored her
And soon, those who dissed her? Imperiled.


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