Childhood · family · Life

Midnight, the bully stomper

There was once a young girl

Let’s call her midnight

She saw some nasty bullies

So she gave them a fright

Because when they were

Picking on a kid

Poor defenseless boy

Getting a fat lip

She said stop you scum

What do you think you’re doing

Pick on me

Try and put your shoe in

And this little midnight

Shy off 5 ft tall

She stopped the bullies

With her will, that’s all

Stand up for someone

If you can

If you can’t, tell someone

Make that your plan

Just because they’re different

What difference does it make

Help another human

It’s a piece of cake

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