spooky room! DON'T GO IN THERE!


"Why Can't I Make My Bed?"

Why can't I make my bed?
'cause there's things going
on in my head.
Mumbled and jumbled
tumbled and rumbled
clutter, matter, piles
gettin' fatter
shoes all scattered
out of control
no rhyme nor reason
why do i care
it's only me that i'm pleasin'
clothes on the floor
towels hangin' on the door
scramble eggs of a room
brain drain and doom
who's who or is it whom
why do i stay up 'til three
'cause i hate goin' in there you see
a reflection of the torment
inside of me.
just turn off the light
it'll be all right
afterall it's night
no time to make a bed
now go rest your head
the demon's have all
been fed.

GOODNIGHT!

Kathy, the insomniactic slob
who cleans everyone's
house but here own, Lockhart

Ain't it the truth!

9/10/06 3:03 am






Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-09-10 at 09:07

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Will
You are a master of putting different feelings into readers.
Very nice write..

FUN READ!!!
2006-09-11



I enjoy reading this one...Lot's of fun!!!!kissess(daughter)
2006-09-11


Phyllis J. Rhodes
Fantastic Fun! If you do clean it up, who knows maybe you'll find Waldo in there or Car 54 or Little Bo Peep's Sheep or those three blind mice that "can't hardly see".
2006-09-11


Amanda K
hhhhhhhhhhhh.Well , i agree with you,no need .Just go to sleep.I enjoyed reading it.

Love,
2006-09-10


keith nunes
beautiful poem. lovely images of a lived-in home! well done you
2006-09-10


wee2souls
Oh!!! this read!!
I did laugh!!how I did!!
scrambled eggs!!
how that expression I
know well!!
I will sing you a lullaby!!
Off to bed!!!NIGHT OWL
hugerama!!!!!!!!!!!!!
love
cindymac:))
2006-09-10


seda
this poem is funny :)
my room is always untidy :D don'T worry :D
2006-09-10