Toads don't have warts
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Yo! My name's Todd Talansky,
Amd what I'm doing here,
Is writing down my thoughts,
So you better listen and hear!
Everyone has different views and what they think,
But everyone gangs up on me,
And tells me that I stink!
Where's the compassion that I so do need?
I never did nothing wrong,
Not a single bad deed.
But you made me feel unwanted,
And cast me out aside,
So I tried to get your attention,
And I'm tellin' ya! I tried!
No basketball for the Toad,
They told me to hit the road.
The jocks-even they wouldn't let me in,
Though I'm smarter then most of them.
Then Magneto came along,
Wanted to help me fit in,
An thus I went along,
Though I felt no loyalty to him.
Now I got some friends,
We're the brotherhood, yo.
And ya know what?
They know I'm who I am.
Let me give you a hint:
Help others fit in too.
Though a Toad may have warts.
He just might be a prince.
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That was story 3 of the "From our Diary" series. Please review, and I'd appreciate it, if you would give me hints on who you want to se next!
-Ri