Indian Land

by Kaitlyn | April 24, 2018
Poetry Contest 2018


Who am I,

I am a girl with a lisp,

With a heavy southern drawl,

And boots are a necessity,

And plaid is rad,

Where am I from,


I’m from a small town,

With lots of history,

And even a little mystery,

Where we eat fried chicken,

And have a secret recipe for sweet tea,

Were we love to fish,

In fact its a sport,

Where dirt don’t hurt,

And woods are every direction you look,

You get the jist’ right,

That I’m a southern girl from a little country town.


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