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It was the same song every day every night." Hey yo" And worst of all it was my pops song. So to bullies i was an easy target. All it would take would to be one little word of the song they did not like, and they would squash me like grandma squashing a bug. And my pop would not know. Because it would kill him, he thought that everyone loved his song. If he learned that his boy was getting squashed, because of his song he would cry.
But his song actually was great. All of them were...