And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
I chose this poem because it makes me laugh. And sometimes I have the exact same room and I’LL pretend it’s not mine when my mom and dad see it. Messy Room is a really good poem, especially for people like me that don’t keep their rooms clean.