Tired of all the stress at her job
She decided to end it all.
One day she walks in the office
Feeling big and tall,
Pop, pop, pop,
And she watched them fall.
Who gives them the right to pick on me?
And then walk the same halls,
Just as happy and free.
That will teach them to mess with me.
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