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by Jas
Rated: E · Poetry · Children's · #1821759
A poem about a kid having a bully in the park.
A Bully At The Park.

It was just an ordinary day,

my friend and I walking to the park not so far away.

There was only a few people there,

then a girl approached and started to swear.

We retreated to our base made of rope,

she looked at me and started to mope.

She swore and threatened me, I wondered why,

then people started to join her nearby.

I wondered why she was being so mean,

this was really unforeseen.

I was intimidated I do admit,

I thought it would make me weak to submit.

I was scared, but full of rage,

oh, how I wanted to engage.

I didn't say a word, not one at all,

against her I felt really small.

At last I retreated,

still hot and heated.

As I walked away she still continued to yell abuse,

I thought all hell was going to break loose.

Why did she do it? I don't know,

I think she was trying to make a show.

What I did, I knew was right,

but why was I still filled with fright?

--- Jas, 12.

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