BILLY THE BULLY
Billy the bully lived on my
street
and when in need of money
he would hang me upside
down from my feet.
He took my money and beat
me until I was blue
and he would laugh and
snort
and glue my hands to my
ears with monkey glue.
I would tell my mother, but
what could she do?
She would call Billy the
bully on the phone
and threaten to sue.
This lasted till I reached the
age of ten
when Patsy the pusher moved
onto our block
and put Billy the bully's
reign of terror to an end.
At the innocent age of ten
and weighing close to 120 stone
6 foot 3 and mean as a
bobcat
she proceeded to break
Billy's foot bone.
And I being quick to take
advantage of my luck
befriended her
married her
and to this day we are
stuck.
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