Cleaning Day

My mother told me, “No more play,

clean your dresser drawers today.”

So I pulled them open wide

This is what I found inside:

Tee shirts, jerseys, lots of socks,

A used tooth pick, assorted rocks,

Three pairs of pants, four pajama tops,

Two very crusty lollypops,

285 pennies, seven nickels, one dime,

A pocket watch that won’t tell time

Two stocking caps, one red, one blue,

Five guitar picks, a bent kazoo,

Nine handkerchiefs, a jingle bell,

A picture of Zelda Blatz (don’t tell!),

An ugly old shirt I’ve never worn,

My favorite sweat pants, stained and torn,

An eye dropper, two keys, a hockey puck,

A half-built model of a monster truck,

My secret stash of candy bars,

Behind two empty pickle jars,

A knitted scarf from Grandma May,

(Why does she like green, pink and gray?),

Pencils and pens, an orange that’s black,

Stale candy corn, a tooth from a yak,

A valentine I forgot to mail,

Some screws, a bolt, a rusty nail,

Two pairs of shorts, an eye glass case,

A mouse’s skull, a lone shoe lace.

Two hours later, “They’re clean,” I said.
(I hope she doesn’t look under the bed!)

 

 

Pax et bonum