This is a poem I wrote for my friend to make her feel better. If you are offended by the word ass, please do not read this. I am sorry if you are. If you do read the poem, you'll understand why I said this. Thank you.
They teased her; called her names.
After all what could she do?
They were cruel, they had no shame.
She was a freak; that's what they knew.
If she told they would just lie.
It was 1 girl V.S. 8 boys.
But she would not cry.
What she did next brought her much joy.
She snuck out, dressed in black.
She had only one goal.
T.P. was inside her pack.
She used it on those ass holes.
Toilet paper on their trucks.
She shoved rolls on tree branches.
Then it rained, it all got stuck.
Lightning came in flashes.
She just laughed, home she ran.
They'd think before messing with her again.
If you ever want to use this poem, or give it to a friend who was hurt, feel free to do so! ^^