Pick Up Your Room (Monday Poem)

by Mary Ann Hoberman



Pick up your room, my mother says
(she says it every day):
my room's too heavy to pick up
(that's what I always say),
Drink up your milk, she says to me,
don't bubble like a clown;
of course she knows I'll answer that
I'd rather drink it down.
And when she says at eight o'clock
you must go straight to bed,
we both repeat my answer:
why not go left instead?



from A Bad Case of the Giggles: Kids' Favorite Funny Poems
selected by Bruce Lansky
Meadowbrook Press, 1994