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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.

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Date: 5/13/2013 8:38:00 PM
In this is a lesson, i like the respite...
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Date: 4/15/2013 6:00:00 AM
Very nice poem.
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