Tim
One day a little boy
the price he had to pay
Lost his toy
To a bully by the way
Running home in tear and fear
He thought nobody really care
In and straight upon the bed
The little lad then laid his head
Then he cried himself to sleep
There he had a dreadful dream
He climbed upon a hill so steep
Saw a monster had to scream
His mother in the other room
Ran to save and rescue him
In her hand she had a broom
I wonder who had troubled Tim
Tim awoke with dreadful pace
Grabbed his mom and held her tight
Mother had a funny face,
The boy had caused her such a fright
Mom I had a real tough day
A boy took my toy and ran away
Don’t worry my son for he will pay
I’ll buy you a dog by the name of Ray
The boy was happy after that
Though he named the dog Lil’ Sprat
One day he had another toy
Guess who he saw? The bully boy!
On he went right down the street
Flirting his toy in his hand
Lil’ Sprat grinding his teeth
But still On him the bully land
One growl was made by the angry dog
The bully ran and cried out lawd!
From that day on Tim was free
His toys were safe and so was he.
Copyright © Treisha Williams | Year Posted 2013
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