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As I Sit at the Sportzplatz
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TooTsie98
Whyville Poet |
As I sit at the Sportzplatz waiting to chat
I am scorned by a citizen, She yells "look at that!"
"Her hair is too brown, Her shirt is too pink"
Why must they make me feel like a dirty rat-fink?
"Get out of here you ugly geek"
I was too hurt to even speak
I thought I looked fine, I thought I looked Great
Why do they talk to me with so much anger and hate?
I have won a few beauty contests
But to her I guess I am farthest from the best
These are the citizens, the ones that don't belong
Why do they think they are so beautiful and strong?
How come they wreck the rest of our fun?
To spoil a game it just takes one
I feel so hurt and cut so deep
I almost feel I could weep
Do they just join to destroy our fun?
To make me quit Whyville it only takes one
~TooTsie98~
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