You may not...
Tease him in the hall, then
Trip and watch him fall
Kick him when he's down and
Jump him while he's on his own

But then again...
You never step in to help, you
Just listen to him scream and yelp
You never try to stop it or
Be his friend and visit

You say...
It was not me,
They're the ones that broke his knees
You say it wasn't you, that
Left him there when he turned blue

It was them, not you but
Was there something you could do?
You could have spoke to him but
You didn't want to deal with them

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