Every Dog Has It's Day
there once was a boy who lived in a little town
where he was considered one of the toughest around
it was not that he wanted to bully for fear
he was forced to live up to the reputation of his peers
deep in his heart he knew it wasnt right
but for some reason he was always forced into a fight
even though he wanted too it was too late for change
he had to live live up to the family name
and it was never cause by the things he did
it was always because he was so and so's kid
his little brothers was'nt as tough as him
so he had to always take up for them
a friendly kid pushed into rage
by being force in to fight guys sometimes twice his age
arguing he didnt chance the risk
he always settled all disbutes with his fisk
he was such a person no one could perdict
some would say he spoke softly but carried a big stick
others would say he has a good heart but just a mean streek
however he was not one to be considered weak
until this one fight that he was sure not to lose
where he ended up with both eyes black and blue
and with a pain he'd never experince before
he knew at that moment that he did not want more
seems the first time in his life someone had pulled his card
cause he was taken punches that was pretty darn hard
so for the first time in his life he just turned a ran away
he figured better there he go than there he lay
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Copyright © Robert Walker | Year Posted 2012
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