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Little girl
Worthless little girl
Sneering at the world because she was told to
Little girl
With little hands
Tried to bruise her knuckles on the others
Little girl
With mature form
Had her face laughed in by a younger girl
Little girl
Biting her lips
Hasn't been little for five years
Little girl
Makes her threats
Is ignored and laughed at forever
Worthless little girl
Sneering at the world because she was told to
Little girl
With little hands
Tried to bruise her knuckles on the others
Little girl
With mature form
Had her face laughed in by a younger girl
Little girl
Biting her lips
Hasn't been little for five years
Little girl
Makes her threats
Is ignored and laughed at forever
Literature
UKUS - Doctors Appointment p01
"Alfred, seriously, stop acting like a child, it's just a doctor's appointment." Arthur said dragging the American by the arm into the actual office. There were children younger than him in here who were acting civil so why couldn't Alfred?
Alfred only looked at him with those big blue eyes and pouted, "Dude, you don't get it, these doctors are evil, they stick you with needles and shit."
"Watch your language number one, and number two, Alfred they are called shots, they keep you healthy." Arthur corrected rolling his eyes. "Now sit here while I go sign you in."
Alfred sat and looked uncomfortably around the sterile white room at the kids
Literature
Earth Angel - USUK - 2
-Arthur-
Hey Arthur, I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the dance with you tonight. Matthew's going to be there, though. Go with him. I'd love if you did that. You won't regret it, I promise.
Sorry again.
Alfred
I read the note for what must have been the hundredth time in the first half-hour of that class. I looked at the clock above the classroom door. 2:30, it read.
I sighed, placing the paper back in my pocket.
I'd tried to analyse the note over a thousand times. Why did he want me to go with his brother? Was it b
Literature
A Valentine's Day surprise
Alfred F. Jones had a problem, persay.
He was all alone on Valentine's Day.
The story had leaked, made its rounds through the school
Of his summer romance in the shed by the pool.
There were jokes, there were pranks, there were laughs at his expense,
And no one would take him now, not ever since
The word had been spread over and over again
Alfred F. Jones 100% preferred men.
He had no qualms admitting he was gay,
But for this little fact, his social life paid.
Then along came that Kirkland boy, smoking a fag
"He's really pretty," Alfred thought, "too bad he's a drag."
"He wears those damn sweaters, each one of them green.
And he'
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