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There's This Kid
There’s this kid I know
He’s sitting on the jungle gym
Green eyes, blond hair, and battered knuckles
He’s an outcast; from a different city
No one talks to him
He sits there,
On the jungle gym
Reading his books
Shakespeare is his favorite
There’s this party tonight
I wonder if he’ll come
The entire district is invited
But he probably has a date with a hero
I wonder if he’s ever tired anything
Sex, Drugs, anything
The jocks will probably pressure him
This will be fun to watch
Is that him? Did he actually come?
By gosh, it is. He made it
Already swarmed by the football meat heads
“Come on, take it. It’s good for the soul.”
“No, that’ll kill me.”
“That’s the beauty of it.”
“I’ll pass. I don’t want my brain rotting.”
“I’ve been doing this stuff for years.”
“Don’t you want to be free of it?”
“Let’s go Benny, he’s not buying it.”
There’s this kid I know
He’s sitting on the jungle gym
Green eyes, blond hair, and battered knuckles
He’s an outcast; from a different city
He doesn’t do anything
Sex, Drugs, anything
And no one talks to him.
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