Billy,
Only have enough for
To eat and foolery.
Pulleys, my yell,
Squeals gonna tell.
The following...
That's called blackmail.
The teacher, "Be good."
Last year, Billy failed.
Back again and again,
It's supposed to be the end.
Billy gets out of jail.
He has a friend... now.
Billy bully.
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