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the boys sit in a circle playing a game,
as another looks over the shoulder feeling shame,
they crush the ants to kill like sick twisted kids,
crunching them under their lunchbox lids,
the other child wants nothing to do with their kills,
as the others kick the nest adding to their thrills,
going to school on the bus while laughing loud,
the bus driver wants silence but allowed,
walking in a line while entering the school,
the kids joke around looking like a fool,
as one looks up to a giant standing overhead,
placing his hand down making one dead,
the children all run into the building scared,
as the giant kicks the side as he stared,
laughing while the kids inside hide,
tearing off the roof and looking inside,
crushing another two under the weight of his fist,
as the other kids escape just as he missed,
with no hope for an escape from this giant having fun,
the children abandon their school and keep on the run,
thinking this unfair being killed by this big thing,
as more children crushed by the giants arm swing,
death is certain for the last it would seem,
but he wakes in the morning being only a dream.