They'd kill me.

I waited at the bus shelter-its where I had to be.
I was waiting for big Ben, he wanted to talk to me you see.
He wanted to ask why I didn't take the blame,
when he sling-shot a paper ball at Mr. Wats-his-name.

Ben did it in science class and he caught him at it,
he said he had to stay in after class and explain it.
So I was waiting for him now, feeling kind of sick,
I wanted him to come and get over with it quick.

Just then I saw him walking over to me, with his friends Dan, Mick and Lee.
He was ready to fight I could instantly see.
He grabbed my arms behind my back and twisted hard,
I shut my eyes in pain, it hurt bad.

Then he pinned me up against the wall,
and Lee stepped forward, he was extremely tall.
He punched me full speed in the eye,
And Mick advanced and grabbed my tie.

Dan grabbed my neck and pushed me to the floor,
then Ben pulled my earlobes till they nearly tore.
Lee just about broke my ribs, as Dan shouted, "You're toast!"
Lee then kicked me hard, where men hurt most.

I heard a shout and saw them scatter,
an old lady walked towards me and began her chatter.
"What was happening dear boy, are you alright?
I saw the ending, tell me it was not a fight?!"

I told her it was not, it was just a fake wrestling match.
she made a remark about how silly boys were and walked off.
I ran because I remembered I had a bus to catch,
whilst waiting, and trying to cover the bruises, I bought some sticky toff.

I made my mind up on the way home, that I would not tell mum anything,
I would just tell her the same old story of football, then run up to my bedroom.
because if I tell her the truth then she will come and complain at school,
And what Big Ben and his mates would do then, would be worst than anything-
(They'd kill me).

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