Sophistication
I never know how to dress
In case you were wondering why I'm such a mess.
Every time I go out to eat,
I come back home with a stain on my seat.
I can't tie a tie,
However hard I try.
Don't even start on shoelaces,
Because mine are disgraces.
But I can say, "Hello"
And have a smile to show.
What else could one want
If not a smile to flaunt?
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