Here is the poem I found. I found it in a novel called Catcher in the Rye.
It's about Jean Gallagher, not to confused with a certain entertainer who likes to smash watermelons with a mallet.
Jane Gallagher,
She kept her kings in the back row.
Give her my regards.
Did you ask her if
She still keeps her kings in the back?
I knew something went funny,
But he didn't care where she kept her kings.
He was unscrupulous.
Jane Gallagher kept her kings in the back row.
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