I am India Opal Buloni
Feeling lonely in Naomi, Florida
I found my dog at Winn-Dixie
He became my first friend
I am India Opal Buloni
My mom left when I was a child
I live with the preacher man
He is a great dad
I am India Opal Buloni
My friend Miss Franny works at the library
I love to hear her great stories
She likes Winn Dixie and I
I am India Opal Buloni
Gloria Dump fixes me peanut butter sandwiches
I read Gone With The Wind to her
Some people think Gloria is a witch
I am India Opal Buloni
Those Dewberry boys are trouble
I think Stevie is a bald-headed baby
Dunlap is not very nice either
I am India Opal Buloni
Amanda Wilkinson looks real pinch-faced
I wonder why she is sad
She seems to have a perfect life
I am India Opal Buloni
Otis plays guitar for me at the pet shop
I love to hear him play
He has a lot of talent
I am India Opal Buloni
Winn Dixie means the world to me
I have so many friends
Because of Winn Dixie
I like the way you used your poem to gather and introduce all of Opal's newfound friends and to give credit where it is due...because of Winn-Dixie.
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