the groogrux king, himself, would sing, why i am is to forever bring a jazzed up, blissful outlook on such things that many see as strife, but man, did he ring out on that saxophone, bass and alto alike, he brought forth such emotion as his wind-riffs did ignite, the most stellar combination of love and happiness tonight.
he lives on forever, as we lie in our graves, dreaming and wondering of better things, better ways to use our days, you gave your soul through sax in whole, long live the groogrux king, we know how sweet you roll.
this short poem does leroi no justice, but #34 alone has its ways of moving one so