What she won't do to avoid cleaning her room.

Sophie wrote this poem the other night while she was supposed to be cleaning her room.  She'd do a few lines at a time and by the end I sounded like, "That's the greatest poem you've ever written...now, go CLEAN YOUR ROOM!"

Messy room

Sophie had a frightful mission

Put her room in good condition

Shirts, socks, and underwear

Banana peels, a week old pear

Homework, pizza, melted chocolate

Stuffed inside her blue jean pocket

Now how did she attack this mess?

She buckled down and did her best

Sophie was frightful and Sophie was mean

But in the end, her room was clean

It shined, it sparkled like diamonds galore

Until she opened her closet door

Things came tumbling into the den

And poor, poor, Sophie had to start all over again

Written by: Sophie Chamberlain