She Fell Down

He was a cruel young boy
A cruel young boy 
Used to set traps 
For some retarded friends he had 
But one day 
When all the snow was melting 
Their mother, Mrs. Potter 
Was on my bus 
Going home 
It stopped at her stop 
She got off first 
Stepped off the bus 
Slipped on the curbing 
Fell into the gutter 
With all the slush and mud 
All over her clothes