There is the bully
who is mean and bad
She laughs at us
and makes us sad
We have a name
we made for her
"Miss Piglet" is
what she is for sure
She is a bad pig
for not all of them are
Some are so sweet
the best by far
Her bad nasty ways
like pushing in the hall
throwing play-doh at us
and laughing when we fall
We call her meanie
"Miss Piglet" the crone
whose mouth is cruel
with feelings like stone
She is so much trouble
for us to bear
Her temper needs nothing
for it to flare
But we will take her one day
and tell her what we think
She will be so put down
and feel like a freak
She will be taught a lesson
on being good and kind
We will teach her how
to keep in line
Jan 28, 2012
Jan 28, 2012 at 4:38 AM UTC
There is the bully
who is mean and bad
She laughs at us
and makes us sad
We have a name
we made for her
"Miss Piglet" is
what she is for sure
She is a bad pig
for not all of them are
Some are so sweet
the best by far
Her bad nasty ways
like pushing in the hall
throwing play-doh at us
and laughing when we fall
We call her meanie
"Miss Piglet" the crone
whose mouth is cruel
with feelings like stone
She is so much trouble
for us to bear
Her temper needs nothing
for it to flare
But we will take her one day
and tell her what we think
She will be so put down
and feel like a freak
She will be taught a lesson
on being good and kind
We will teach her how
to keep in line
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