I am a mess
I have paint on four fingers
My pants leg, my shirt, my cheek and my nose
I am almost always a mess as my whole family knows
Bathing means nothing, I am an artist you see
There is always glitter, paint, or oil on me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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