The Big Bad Bully
One by one they fall from grace.
The mightiest mouth, a pathetic case.
Good will win, the bad will fall.
You take your swing and miss the ball.
You’re not a man, more like a mouse.
Another empty room up in your house.
Go back home and leave us be.
You’re not so tough up in that tree.
Squeal and bawl, huff and stuff.
Your words of wit are powderpuff.
You’re lacking class and you’ve got no game.
Your pathetic attempt was pretty lame.
With vulgar words and comments, you disrespect.
Your ivory tower has now been wrecked.
People are tired of your arrogant ways,
rude remarks, and your grandstand plays.
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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