Typically Luke Poem 9 - What a Mess
This room is in an awful state
Someone couldn't care less
How could anybody live this way
Such a terrible mess
Wallpaper hangs from the walls
A wardrobe is missing it's door
An unmade bed full of crumbs
And stuff all over the floor
Something hangs from the ceiling
That once upon a time gave out light
Don't know what has gone on in here
It looks like there has been a fight
Piles of smelly socks stand in the corner
There's a fish tank devoid of all fish
And something furry that may once have been food
Is growing in a dish
I am not going to clean up this mess
Like this it will just have to stay
Isn't Luke a naughty boy
For letting his bedroom get this way.
Copyright © Gary Wayne Hill | Year Posted 2013
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