Bully Poem by Drew Burke
Bully
Its how I think indiffrently
I lived on an insane plain
'Brain Dead Dumb' they call me
I swear Officer
I don't have a knife
no I don't own a gun
twitch in pleasure
sqwuirm with delight
you won't be able to sleep tonight
razors turn dull
bullys grow old
luagh bully
thick head
dumb joke
nice excuse
your the hangman
life's my noose
It's no use
we all will lose
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