Oklahoma

Oklahoma is where I live,
Kaleidoscopic in its land.
Living here can be grand.
Always wanting to forgive,
How much prejudice that I see,
Oklahoma will become a memory.
My time has come to depart,
And I leave here, with a fart!

Acrostic Poem

poem by J.B. LeBuert
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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