Messy Work
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By Steffani H. Gilligan
I like my work nice and neat.
But it's always such a mess.
Smeared pencil in the margin,
Down my sleeve and on my dress.
I practice and I practice.
I try very hard, I do.
You can’t read my writing,
But I can read it to you.
I don’t think I can help it.
It must be how I was made.
My handwriting has been messy,
Ever since I was in third grade.
And, I will keep on trying.
I must learn to get it right.
But if it isn’t neater very soon,
I just might begin to type.
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