Standing by me through thick and thin,
And I for her, every day,
And how fantastic is this thing,
And to remain for ever more I pray.
Been through the worst,
Carried on fighting,
Almost like a curse,
Except now she's biting.
They caused her problems,
But she wont let it get her down,
They don't realise she's so awesome,
And they will never deserve her frown.
And do I feel sorry for her?
Oh nay!
But the fate of the bullies is as it were,
I dare not say.
Putrid, rotten pathetic scum,
Best not forget in all life,
She'll be worth double you, and then some,
And yours will be the life of strife.
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