Mrs. Blaileen

Mrs. blaileen - she was a sixth grade teacher

And she controlled the children

By using humiliation.

The target always seemed to be donny.

He was a bit slower than the others.

When he was quite young

His mother died at the kitchen table

While choking on some food.

The fashion of the day

Was bleach and tied levi's.

Donny decided to make some,

But he didn't know to rinse them.

So he came to school a reekin'.

Bleach stenched filled the classroom.

Mrs. blaileen began to chastise.

She made him feel like an asshole

Two feet small.

Oh what a lonely boy.

Don and ronald

They always stuck together

For they were a bit different than the others

And they were as tight as brothers

Then ronald moved away.

Now steven

He was year or two younger

And he really thought he was something.

He liked to harass other children

Or anyone he found outnumbered.



Alone don walks from fishing.

Steven and his friend they stop him.

They took his hat and they taunt him,

Pimp-slap him with a newspaper.

Don lunged forward with his fish knife

Then ran all the way home weeping.

He gave his knife to his father and

Said "i think i hurt steve."

Oh what a lonely boy.




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