(1)

Making my bed is a chore I abhor.
Beds are only for sleeping.
So what if the sheets are wrinkled and bunched
its not like there’s company peeking
into my room where there’s clothes on the floor
and toys all over the place.
I keep the door closed. that’s important to do
since Mom says my room’s a disgrace

(2)

Why all the doom and the gloom?
My Mom made me clean up my room.

Clothes hanging in the closet, books on the shelf,
dirty clothes in the laundry, I did it all by myself.

Dusting and vacuuming and making the bed
toys and games in the crate and then my Mom said.

‘You did a great job, can you keep it this neat?’
‘Not sure about that’ I said as I sat in my seat.

Sleep on top of the covers? don’t change my clothes?
Don’t play with my toys? nobody knows
how hard it is to be tidy and have time to play
Moms must have super powers to do this all day.