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I wrote this either during seventh grade or not too long after, but however long ago it actually was, it seems absolutely ancient to a sophomore like me, who is way too cool for junior high stuff (hah). A friend of mine, a particular guy, and I ran around terrorizing each other and joking around and bothering the general community. It is a snapshot of a bygone age. However, I was quite proud of it at the time and so I have posted it. Oh, and just a note, we never actually beat him up, we just chased him around and yelled at him a lot. It just rhymed nicely, is all.
The place you told me you would meet
I recruit a friend or two
To go straight there and ignore you.
Dial your number on the phone
Make you think I’m home alone
After we have called your bluff
We realize it was not enough
Doorbell-ditch and skate away
I know it was you and you will pay
We chase you and a friend down the road
Yelling how you’re such a toad
You slip and fall, a mess you’ve made
I run inside and grab a Band-Aid
A wind picks up, the bushes sway
Forgotten Band-Aid floats away
Do our hair to beat you up
Now I think I need a cup
Of tea to soothe my shaken heart
You pierce my mind just like a dart
A new kind of madness, yes indeed
Hurts my soul and makes me bleed
I recruit a friend or two
We go straight there and ignore you.