The Curse of the Kennedys

 The curse it struck one sunny Dallas day

Some say the grassy knoll and some say not

Two shots from Lee away went JFK

Later to follow, the son that he begot.

They lobotomised Rose, left us aghast,

In sixty eight Robert joined his brother.

They weren’t the first and would not be the last

As sister followed brother and then another.

‘They’re doomed!’ we say as fate dealt them a blow,

And Mother Nature’s fickle, her games can

Be unfair.  She says ‘we reap what we sow!’

And so she took them child, woman and man.

But don’t worry i’ve learned not to hate her

If all fails there’s still the Terminator!