Mrs. Blaileen - she was a sixth grade teacher
   And she controlled the children
   By using humiliation.
   The target always seemed to be Donny.
   He was a bit slower than the others.
   When he was quite young
   His mother died at the kitchen table
   While choking on some food.
   The fashion of the day
   Was bleach and tied Levi's.
   Donny decided to make some,
   But he didn't know to rinse them.
   So he came to school a reekin'.
   Bleach stenched filled the classroom.
   Mrs. Blaileen began to chastise.
   She made him feel like an asshole
   two feet small.
   Oh what a lonely boy.
   Don and Ronald
   They always stuck together
   For they were a bit different than the others
   And they were as tight as brothers
   Then Ronald moved away.
   Now Steven
   He was year or two younger
   And he really thought he was something.
   He liked to harass other children
   Or anyone he found outnumbered.
  
   Alone Don walks from fishing.
   Steven and his friend they stop him.
   They took his hat and they taunt him,
   Pimp-slap him with a newspaper.
   Don lunged forward with his fish knife
   Then ran all the way home weeping.
   He gave his knife to his father and
   Said I think I hurt Steve.
   Oh what a lonely boy.