Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/shel_silverstein/poems/14818
If you are like me, this sounds like something my mother would say. My room is rarely ever clean to "her standards", unless she comes in and cleans my room herself. But some things she just doesnt understand. She needs to learn that even with all the clutter, i can find everything i need. Have you ever had a parent come into your room in disgust and yelling to clean your room?
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