There once was a girl
Her face full of freckles
Her glasses too small
But she stood oh so tallBut the kids took one look,
one stare, one glance
They whispered and snickered
And poor little Izzie didn't stand oh so tall.The boys would all say
"Why don't you look at her now!"
They think their so tall, so big, and so strongBut really their sad, jealous
and scared
Just maybe, oh maybe their the victim after allEnough is enough! She no longer
hides, cowering away.
She yells, "that's enough!" And can proudly say
"I maybe just maybe scared all the bullies away!"But no, oh no, they still whisper and snicker
And poor little Izzie would whimper away.Punches may throb but
words are much worse
They sting like hot fire! Ouch,
Ouch, ouch!Poor little izzie locked in a closet
far, far away.
Bullies, oh bullies have come here to stay.
YOU ARE READING
Bullies
PoetryThis is not a book. It is a short poem about bullies and how it affects a young girl named Izzie.