I'm trying to stand
Stand up tall
But the bigger man
Makes me fall
I slouch and mope
He grunts and groans
What could he be mad about
He fits in with the crowd
The bigger man
Is always there
To take you down
You don't have a prayer
That's how you feel
But it's not how it is
You may be little
But you can make yourself big
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Pick-a-Pic by Samplette.
700 points, ended February 25, 2009, 14 entries
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Comments
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A very good take on the picture. I think you did a wonderful job connecting to it. Thank you for entering the contest.
Sam
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