"the Okie"
Was born and raised an Oklahoma kid.
A tomboy at heart no matter where I lived.
I fished all day to pass the time.
Had a soda and a candy for just a dime.
The grass was tall and roads paved with dirt.
Our clothes consisted of jeans and a shirt.
Church was every Sunday to our Lord we praised.
An okie girl here born and raised.
Teresa Skyles/Theoklapoet
06/08/09
This poem was wrote cause I was thinking
of Oklahoma and me.
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