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This time I fight It is not a game nor plight I do what is necessary and what is right So boys and girls hold on tight I am no longer going to take any crap I tell the bully no more it is a wrap You will get a count out or a I will make you tap You lie to me and while I am caught in your trap You make me feel like a fool You laugh with your homies and they think you are cool I will out best you with my intelligence because that is my tool In the end I will make you disappear like a wonder less ghoul This time I fight not with fists but with words It will be as potent to the point you absurd You can call me a dork or a nerd This time I will fight, and mark my words it will be the best you ever heard So go on with your name calling I won't go down falling My strategy is to keep stalling In the end I will not be the one who sounds appalling You have a chance to choose I hate to be the one to tell you the bad news Bad things don't come in ones, but twos The cops arrested him and the bully finally paid his dues
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
This time I Fight
This time I fight It is not a game nor plight I do what is necessary and what is right So boys and girls hold on tight I am no longer going to take any crap I tell the bully no more it is a wrap You will get a count out or a I will make you tap You lie to me and while I am caught in your trap You make me feel like a fool You laugh with your homies and they think you are cool I will out best you with my intelligence because that is my tool In the end I will make you disappear like a wonder less ghoul This time I fight not with fists but with words It will be as potent to the point you absurd You can call me a dork or a nerd This time I will fight, and mark my words it will be the best you ever heard So go on with your name calling I won't go down falling My strategy is to keep stalling In the end I will not be the one who sounds appalling You have a chance to choose I hate to be the one to tell you the bad news Bad things don't come in ones, but twos The cops arrested him and the bully finally paid his dues
A person being bullied and using words as a way to stop the bully and  in the end the bully was arrested
#fighter#anti-bullying
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Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
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