Tall, dark and lean,
At the same time, very mean!
Never would he smile,
Just look from a mile!
Troubling the little kids,
In the class mids,
A little push here,
A little pull on their hair there,
Hogging on their lunch,
With a satisfying munch,
Was the reason for his grin,
While others were prim!
A frown on his face,
Football studs as his base,
Full of mighty grace,
Saw him doing a dog's caress.
Thought this bully has a reason,
As people don't change like seasons,
Saw him go back to his home,
With a face which was so lone.
Saw his dad walk into the house,
Tipsy was he like a louse,
Removed his belt from the jeans' strap,
While the bully stood like crap!
So used to the beatings was he,
Not an unusual breath did he breathe,
Took out his frustration on the kids,
And his love on the dog's lipids!