Eeks!

Their door won’t open fully
There’s clothes thrown on the chair
If you can get into the room
You’ll see clothes everywhere
The dirty in the corner
And clean clothes on the floor
There’s clothes stuck in the blinds
Eek, I can’t take any more
My sons refuse to clean the room
They’re so lazy, I confess
That their room is just a pig sty
It’s a big old bloody mess

My daughters, on the other hand
Awe, yes, I can see their floor
But that’s because all of their clothes
Are shoved behind closed doors
If I opened up their closet
I know what there would be 
A pile of clothes behind the doors
Quite deeper than the sea
So in fact there is no difference
Between the girls’ room and the boys
Oh wait, did I even mention
What happened to their toys…LOL
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Suzadail Jr. Avatar
September 10, 2008 at 10:49 AM
I used to hire a guide when I visited my daughters room. I think she hung her jacket on the light fixture because she didn't want it to get wrinkled. Actually her twin brother was more neat and his room was usually in good shape. I know the feeling. I left a note once for her to call the insurance company to assess the tornado damage. Vince
Buys Avatar
August 30, 2008 at 4:52 PM
Made me smile and think of the song:"But you love me Daddy.." can't remember the title. Good one. Regards Heidie
Foster Avatar
August 27, 2008 at 9:30 AM
LOL, I can relate to this one, as for the toys they were placed within the shed until they learned to put things in order and make up their beds... ;-) This is a very humourous touch upon the eeks of a reality :-) Thank you Michael for sharing the write and bringing a smile to my face. God's Love and Many Blessings, Always, Adell
Huscroft Avatar
August 27, 2008 at 6:55 AM
i can relate to this poem..it all so familiar....thank goodness for a sense of humour
Richards Avatar
August 27, 2008 at 6:49 AM
Oh My Gosh....I can relate to this one...(so can a million other parents out there!) What goes around comes around....Now my own kids (now grown)...have their own kids making disasters out of their rooms!! Serves them right!! :) Blessings...Carrie
Reynolds Avatar
August 27, 2008 at 6:16 AM
Ah, yes - the dreaded KID'S ROOMS!!! Eeek is right! My kid's (including my husband) just do not get cleaning up! I mean, geeze - gve a girl a break! sigh...such is life...a very funny poem, and sadly, so true. lol Love Kristin
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