In standard Times new roman and font size twelve which I think is small It is still 2 pages
I'm going to share it anyways. I sent it to you from note pad in word wrap then just copied and pasted into website email. I figured you would be able to discern the difference. Thanks though another contest where we Don't follow the rules.

Well I had woken up all shiny and red.
Ready for the day I got out of my bed.
Rolled out of my sleeve and into the day.
Just to be battered and beaten away.
1863ish it's hard to remember.
Don't know the month maybe September.
I was stuffed in a pocket all dark, little air.
With bits of straw and even some hair.
From here I overheard a man say with exclamation.
Have you heard the news of the Emancipation Proclamation?
I was born yesterday so I knew of nothing.
Come to find out this was a huge happening.
They say there where slaves, people of color.
I knew nothing of the sorts from my Indianhead brothers.
We were all Red well some of us Brown.
But we all came from the same place, the mint in that town.
So around I went in search of knowledge.
Not like they had an Indianhead Cent college.
So I traveled in pockets and sometimes in bags.
Listening to stories and how everyone brags.
The exact details are fuzzy so I'll keep this short.
How I ended up like this let me report.
I was changing hands and went for a ride.
I don't know what happened it felt like a slid.
Down I went into a machine.
Only to be pinched and stuck in between.
These two giant wheels with teeth oh so big.
I have never seen something like this rig.
Whatever it was it wouldn't let go.
It was beat on and shaken but who was to know.
I was inside getting tattered, well torn.
No this was not right this was not the norm.
Grinding and hissing it came to a stop.
Right at that moment I took a big hop.
I was spat out like a piece of trash.
No longer real pretty since I had been in my crash.
So I lay there in the open now, for quite some time.
Waiting for something just some sort of sign.
Then it came, a little boy picked me up.
He thought I was pretty so he kept me for luck.
I stayed with him for a very long while.
Then I became one of his pretties and kept in a pile.
Then one day I finally got to rest.
I was put back in a roll like one of the best.
That's where stayed for quite a few years.
Amongst my brother, my family, my peers.
Eureka It came a new day from my rest.
I jumped out of my bed and joined the rest.
The man who I saw he seemed o.k.
I have been taken care of ever since that day.
He treated me well like some kind of Nectar.
Come to find out he was a collector