e's as strong as Hercules,
I beg him now, "Don't hit me, please!"

He threw me in the trash before,
Then he laughed and shut the door.

I told the teacher - who said,
"You stop, or I'll have to call your pop."

Then he really threw a fit.
And guess who got the worst of it?

Here I lay in my hospital bed,
Thinking about what the teacher said.

I guess I'll have to give him a whopp,
'Cause it sure doesn't help to call his pop!



   

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