What shall I do today,
I'm bored beyond belief.
Cut people up with my car,
I enjoy giving out grief.
Visit the local supermarket,
Without wearing a mask.
Then fake a coughing fit,
Is an easy bully's task.
Oh I love the attention,
Upsetting all the muppet staff.
Soon I was in for shock,
On the receiving end of wrath.
Smugly I left the store,
And didn't see it coming.
A good old fashioned punch in the mouth,
For my conduct unbecoming.
Laugh that off he shouted,
A bloke twice the size of me.
I decided to run for it,
My pants now soaked with wee.
I'll never learn my lesson,
I'm just a bully and always be.
No morals or social scruples,
Living my empty life so cowardly...
What shall I do tonight,
What mayhem can I get up to.
Before four in the morning,
My fireworks to loudly debut.
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Excellent. Big burly bully up to no good. My kinda guy. Thanks for the laughs