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Standing Up

So I was walking down the street When I saw someone cheat An old lady with no teeth Out of her seat So I though,' that ain't right, Old ladies can't fight I think this grown man might Be stupid and spite' So I go up to the man I ask to shake his hand He said he wouldn't stand For the little old woman So I rampaged and cussed about With a scream and a shout And there was no doubt The man would move out So I'm happy to say The man got out the way The old lady praised Me for saving the day So the moral of the story is You live the way you live And you'll be remembered if You're kind and cool shiz ~Reecie

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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