I've run into my fair share of bullies and I've found that you have to confront them whenever you can. Sadly, you can't rely on others to step in there and help you...
It was early one fine
spring morning
While my lazy
neighbour was snoring
I hopped out
to get some food
But ran into
a toad who was quite rude
He landed in
the mud with a squelch
And began to
yodel and belch
It was a
most unpleasant combination
In fact it
was an abomination!
His
arrogance knew no bounds
As he
continued with his disgusting sounds
He cried, “I’m
the foulest toad in the west”
“And scarin’
frogs is what I like best!”
“Go get me
some flies you green fool,”
He grunted
as he began to drool
Suddenly, I
was overcome with frog pride
And kicked
his wobbly backside
The filthy brown
lump let out a scream
As he rolled
down the bank into the stream
“Why’d ya
kick me so hard?” he cried
“I was only
joking,” he lied
What a coward
he turned out to be!
Did he
really think he could mess with me?
Now he’ll
know what to expect
If he doesn’t
show us frogs respect!
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