There once was a boy Who lived a hard life He never had more than one toy And all his days are filled with strife He never had many friends Always being the outsider Never knowing the power of the hand a friend lends He decided never to be a fighter He walked alone in the halls Looking down at his feet He tried to ignore the cat calls And he sat in an isolated seat One day, as he was being shoved around Someone had something to say The man shoved the bullies to the ground Then asked, "Are you okay?" They were the best of friends And the boy's goal he started working toward He now knows the power of the hand a friend lends.
