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| by Chris Piascik on: |
I did the dishes this morning
And I picked up some of the toys
But when I came back
I discovered
The mess monsters had been
And I had to do it again
Mess monsters! Mess monsters!
Tossed and tumbled
Flicked and falling
Stuff all over the floor
What I picked up yesterdayhttp://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5067134083158095114#editor/target=post;postID=6791886109019292196
Will need picking up some more
Discombobulated, un-perambulated
Spreading and sandy and sprayed
The things that we own
Seem to spread themselves
In a way most flowing displayed.
Left out, forgotten, discarded
scuffed, scungy, besieged,
Our stuff has been on a spree
I’d like to find the table top
But the mess monsters hide it from me.
Mess monsters! Mess monsters!
Tossed and tumbled
Flicked and falling
Stuff all over the floor
What I picked up yesterday
Will need picking up some more.
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| From "Clean Carl and the Mess Monsters" by Daniel Luter |
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