As usual, I am not the owner of the Jak and Daxter stuff sigh. (I can dream, can't I?)
Anyway, this is a humorous poem about how Keira hates Jak's new "girlfriend".
To Kill Her
I hate her guts, I want her dead
Is that too much to ask for
To pump her body full of lead
Could anyone want more
She used her sentimental speech
As if she really had one
I promise is was a fake preach
Too bad he's such a soft one
She took me love away from me
How can I be so calm
If only I could let Jak see
So I could smash her in my palm
But I cannot do anything
Well, at least not yet
I have planed out everything
The table has been set
I must get the chosen prop
I'm sure I'll win this fight
Just a trip to the weapon shop
And she's going down tonight