Clara sings the "bully" song with her woodland friends.

Clara: [singing]
Bullies are people who hate themselves.
Abused at age six, or molested at twelve.
So they pick on others, isn't it odd?
Because their real quarrel is with god.

Who's afraid of a bully?
Wooldoor: me.
Clara: not me.

Clara: [singing] for there are much better things to be frightened of.
Like people of color and gay homo love.
So stand up to the bullies, stand tall and true!
Just like jesus stood up to those misguided jews.

Wooldoor: wow, you're right!
Clara: now who's afraid of a bully?
Wooldoor: not me. no, not me.
Clara: when you stand up to that bully --
Wooldoor: he'll flee!
Clara: oh yes, he'll flee like the pathetic, insecure, cowardly loser he be.