The Untidy Bedroom

When I heard about the untidy bedroom I was shocked, they had always been so tidy, how did the room get away from them. But this is easily understood when you think of all the other things that people let get out of hand and sometimes so bad that there is no tidying up.

 

The Untidy Bedroom

 

They share a room, these two ladies I know

Had little time for a broom always on the go

Every thing started to pile even on the floor

 

Unkempt clothes for awhile and then much more

No where to walk without stepping on clothes

Today she stepped on a clock although careful on tippy toes

It was the turning point, the time to clean

Dirty things had her out of joint, fallen from her routine

Yet it was her mess, things she’d never thrown out

 

Brassieres, the evening dress, and other things laying about

Envelops mysteries to unlock and junk mail everywhere

Didn’t hear the knock, but then a shout “Is anyone there”

Room was embarrassingly untidy, they kept the lock on the door

Once they heard somebody, they met them before

Opening too wide, to let others see

Mess they would rather hide from you and me

 

 

 

 

 

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