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It's poetry that I love
and I am here to peddle
The finest words to be composed
for I shall never settle

I write all day, so many words
sometimes I fall behind
because of all the twirling words
that are stuck within my mind
you must clean your room everyday
before you go to bed
because what do you think would happen
if you decided to wake up dead?

your mother would be in a tizzy
and your dad would be getting the brunt
your sister would be screaming
"why would he pull such a stunt?"

the funeral home would be calling
wanting to talk about the huge bill
and just a couple of questions
like did you have a living will?

they'd have to go in your bedroom
to see what they could find
rummaging through your messes
your dear mother would lose her mind

there would be a whole lot of crying
and the sense of impending doom
none of this would have happened
if you had just cleaned your room

so listen to what Maw Maw tells you
you can take it directly to the bank
so **** in that quivering bottom lip
you know I'm gonna give it a yank

I hope you learned a lesson today
on how to keep a tidy little room
if I see it ***** again
I'm gonna tan your hide with my broom
eat your dinner
and do it fast
these cornbread muffins
will never last

the gravy's boiling
and the chickens done
we'll eat some pie
'fore the day is done

apple, blueberry
and brown sugar peach
prize winning fruit
within your reach

now sit up straight
let's say the grace
we always do
at mawmaws place
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