Ondrea Marisa Robinson
How Tiffany Askins Saw The World - Poem by Ondrea Marisa Robinson
Tiffany Askins hated her next-door neighbors;
She hated to ask them for favors.
Everyone always ignored her behavior;
She thought she was better than her Savior.
Tiffany knows she's crazy,
But she's not lazy.
Once the sun is hazy,
She flows like a daisy.
She would rather watch the Detroit Pistons
Than listening to a bunch of Christians.
She wishes she had a sister named Kristin,
But she knew that her mother wouldn't listen.
She feels like she wants to twirl;
Sing, dance, and ball up in a curl.
But can she really be a mature girl?
That's how Tiffany Askins saw the world.
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