Matt Daniels Poet Rhyme

Unnecessary Orders

Ouch, 
The sting is beginning to slouch. 
Settling in my throbbing head,
Mama, when can I just go to bed?
Cali, go clean this,
Don't just whine, never hiss.
All's you know is well,
Yes, mad'am, Cruella Deville. 
Don't close your eyes,
The sun is still risen in the skies.
Kids, the kids everywhere. 
Come on now, where are the hippies with their peace to share?
"That's MINE!"
No, little child. This fighting, this is not fine.
No matter the day,
No matter the way,
It'll be just as miserable, as the rain in May.
Cruella Deville, stop the orders,
You're stacking up my mentally disorders.
The shrieks, the fighting,
The freaks, the lighting.
How so relevant?
It's under the roof, my only element.
No place to escape,
Orders and folders left over my head to drape.
What's ironic is I have to leave,
My mother says I have a room to clean.

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Richard Palmer January 12, 2013 at 5:32 PM surprise her and let her have nothing to say,then you will know if she just want to be miserable or are you getting on her nerves,lol,got a 24 and a 18 year old daughter and sometimes young girls makes your brains throb lol,great expression of your feelings in poetry Cali Matt Daniels January 12, 2013 at 5:38 PM Lol yeah, I had a full day today!!!! It all depends on how she's feeling. If she's drunk or cranky, it's... Well we can all guess how it may be lol. But thank you!!