Rough And Tough

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School poems

I am part of a gang who is strong;

we get into some fights as we go along.



We found lots of things and often kept them to;

Like the very nice mags that we sometimes flew through.



We are a bunch of guys who's goal is to keep the streets in line;

We have lots of homes and even a mine.



We set pranks and lots of people we lure;

We pillage the rich and give to the poor.



I am glad I have lots of these friends;

Just hope that our time does not abruptly end.




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