I am punched from the rear side of my back,
he’s just too strong for me to handle alone.
his strength is surely punching it’s packed,
the Bully his devilish ways are not of his own.
His wickedness is truly demonic,
as I can’t bear to even look at him.
the Bully his furies are like a bomb, atomic,
he picks on a young small boy calling him a shrimp.
The Bully won’t you leave us alone and go?
you’re truly a bully and I don’t like this at all.
his name isn’t a worry to me I can’t even show,
the Bully his devilish ways makes him brawl.
Can’t you see that you’re disrespectful to us Bully?
and the pain you’ve inflicted is truly powerful.
and you’ve made everyone run from you fearfully,
my golly me, oh my you Bully has made us regretful.
But the Bully has a weakened side of his bad ways,
the Bully has a soft spot and he’s not purely evil.
his weaker side will have you all truly amazed,
the Bully was bullied himself and was called an imbecile.
Poetry