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I found a pencil, green and short,
A page with nothing much to say.
I drew a house with leaning walls,
And called it green pencil day.
Let the line go round the bend,
Let the crooked window stay.
I can learn to make it better,
I can make a start today.
A tiny bird became a boat,
A cloud forgot which way to fly.
I left them room beside the roof,
And gave the little house a sky.
Let the line go where it goes,
There is more than one good way.
Not a masterpiece by sunset,
Just a green pencil day.
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