Her eyes, they are tearful
As evil girl glares.
"What is it this time,
is it my outfit, my hair?"
She wishes to know why
She doesn't fit in.
And why being different
Is such a great sin.
Later she goes home
And sits, crying hard.
While evil girl gossips:
"What a retard."
And after our girl has cried,
Good and long,
She takes out her guitar
And sings a sad song.
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