Poverty vs. USAA Poem by Tierney HeilmanA dry scorching sun, hunters with no gun. Ladies with barrels trek miles of perils. Sandals made of old bottle, and a torn tarp to model. A new SUV, blasting the AC. Cell phone is ringing, Party tonight, what are you bringing? A loud television blasting commercialism. © 2012 Tierney HeilmanFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on March 13, 2012 Last Updated on March 13, 2012 AuthorTierney HeilmanPortland, ORAboutHey, I am a young writer. I don't really know if my writing is good enough for anything yet. That's mainly why I made an account. I just want feedback from people. more..Writing
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