He was a cruel young boy
A cruel young boy
Used to set traps
For some retarded friends he had
But one day
When all the snow was melting
Their mother, Mrs. Potter
Was on my bus
Going home
It stopped at her stop
She got off first
Stepped off the bus
Slipped on the curbing
Fell into the gutter
With all the slush and mud
All over her clothes
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