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The Bag of Stones
The boy stood weary by the river his head throbbed with the fever Out of want and nothing to do He spied the bag half buried It seemed as though a boy before Had left his toys from the days before he dug it up, a bag of stones And one by one he amused himself Catch, ayo skip the river and 5 stones He even enacted a Game of Thrones And one by one the river his friend Amused him with ripples and splashes At last he trudged away weary and worn He knew not that he wouldn't see the morn All he thought was of the joy in his heart And the little games the ages had left him The man bragged with his friends and comrade It's by the river, he cooed and bragged The finest you could ever see all time Yeah, but it was the finest He stood in shock oblivious to sneers Sneers that metamorphosed from cheers He hurled curses thunder and fire He cried and screamed, who did it Back home the boy's dad wore a face So gaunt it cut through the racist race He watched his son the pain so hot That it would be the last before kickin The doc tried. he even shed a tear He was just there to back their fear And they watched him slip into the night The old man still cursing who did it
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