Under Her Sandals
A girl bought sandals
She wore them walking
On a dirt country road
Each step she took was
painful
The stones were very sharp
Her sandals were not made
To walk on sharp tiny stones
Her feet were painful
She felt every tiny rock
Under her new sandals
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