trying to start a boy haters club
I decided to start a little boy haters club
it is something a twelve year old can do right?
all the other girls left me, so here is the rub….
they ran to the enemy, the ones I wanted to fight
They did not tell me, simply left me alone one day
sitting under a tree, while with the enemy they went to play
I was so angry, I declared myself president and secretary too
sitting by my lonesome, upset, angry and blue.
you can join us, one of the girls said later that day.
I have forgotten her name, it might have been Kay.
I was so upset, I snubbed her in a notorious way.
Killing myself forever, by never being able to play.
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