Odious Ode
She sat beneath a shady tree
Pretty, Pert and sweet was she
Until a soft breeze lifted her skirt
Showing her knees which were full of dirt.
Shabby shoes and smelly socks
looked odd with lovely Golden locks
The sweet-faced girl appeared serene.
Sad her feet and legs weren't clean.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2022
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