Thursday, September 15, 2011

Poetry at it's finest...or not

Pick up your room every single day
Clean or dirty, put your clothes away
Make your bed
Comb your head
Your teeth you'll brush
And rush, rush, rush!

The dishwasher holds your dishes
That would grant me one of my wishes
Help watch Lily
Because she's so silly
Clean the toilet, sink and tub
Get to work and scrub, scrub, scrub!

You're getting older now
So come on, I'll show you how
To see you vacuum and sweep
Would literally make me weep
Finally at the end of the day
Go outside and play, play, play!

3 comments:

Mindy said...

Love It!

Renee said...

"we" are working on developing these skills and habits too!

Minama said...

What? Send those babies to their Minama's! That's called "child labor" and was out-lawed years ago!