Poetry as expressive therapy.

Sassy She, with her great big corn

Walking down the street like she is a queen.

Take off her shoes to expose her corn,

My foot hurt. She says, with shoes in her hand

These are the prettiest shoes I ever had.

I am going to wear them, even if the corn hurt bad.

Sassy she, great big corn, is as pink as lipstick.

Wearing those tight pretty shoes is the cause.

By: Wycliffe Tyson

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