My friend wasn’t a bad kid
Bad kids stole money from their mom’s purse
Bad kids did hard drugs
Bad kids had unprotected sex
Bad kids always got into fights
Boys will be boys, my friend said
His son only smoked a little grass
He only painted a little graffiti
He only drank a little beer
On his way home from a party
He only crossed the white line a little bit
But his girlfriend is more than a little dead
Because he wasn’t a bad kid
well written, sadly too often the case 😦
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Each decision made has its rewards and its consequences.
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exactly, what goes down comes round 🙂
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Great wisdom powerfully conveyed
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As writers, our greatest hope is that one person understands and reacts to what we have to say. Hopefully my grandchildren will remember this someday when temptation strikes.
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Superbly well told story with such a sting in its tail. An impressive piece, Jerry.
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Thank you Roland.
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I like the strong message there.
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Thanks, Sometimes small action cause great consequences.
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This was fantastic keep up the good work
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Thank you for stopping by and for the encouraging words.
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Wow wow wow!
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Thank you.
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🙂
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well write! Good kids are not good Bad kids are not bad!
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