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Time to brush your teeth you two, its nearly time for bed,
just five more minutes please mum, we can't find barbies head!
I sigh and climb the stairs again, so scared of what i'll find,
yes! i thought so! a tornado hit, leaving devistation behind.

Toys, crayons and jigsaws lay scattered on the floor,
dress up clothes disregarded, not used for fantasy no more,
my best heels and make up scattered on the bed,
the lipstick on the covers a vibrant shade of red!

We tidy up a little bit, at least we see the floor,
we locate barbies lovely head, hanging from the wardrobe door!
I carry on with courage and put everything in its place, 
"come on girls help me please" as we start the tidy up race.

It looks a lot more cleaner as everything goes back in its box,
"oh no whats that smell" i found a pair of smelly socks!
At last the room is tidy and everything is in its place,
"time to brush your teeth now girls, and clean that mucky face"

As I tuck you both into bed i feel my heart soar,
yes there is madness in this house of mine
from the kids that i adore.

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