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Tyler Steven Clark

Tyler Steven Clark

A colored mess

His colors would not
Follow lines
A mangled mess
The teacher finds
“This papers all scribbles
And colors are few”
It’s cause there’s no more
Crayons to use
“How could there
I just bought three boxes new ”
I used those to fill
The floor and wall too

(2014)

#Crayons #DrawingShort #Funny

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