Bad Kids

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


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