Bullying
Bullies are people, who are sad,
They have hearts and are really not that bad.
Bullies are people, who need friends,
Once they receive them usually the bullying ends.
If we can all get along,
Maybe then we could sit and sing some songs.
People would be happy,
And the world would be less crappy.
The world would not be scary for the victim,
And no one would ever have to tell their dog to sick ‘em.
Homes would be a safer place,
By God’s AMAZING GRACE.
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