A Bug-A-Boo Mess

A Bug-a-Boo Mess

Looky loo, my Bug-A-Boo.
I have a bone to pick with you!

You need to come home and clean your room.
It’s starting to look like a mummy’s tomb.

I can’t step foot or walk through your mess.
I feel like I’m caught in spider webs.

So, turn and say goodbye to your friends.
Unless they want to help;
But they too, are messy little goblins.

It’s time to pick up your clothes, shoes, and hats.
Don’t give me that look Bug-a-Boo,
Like a scaredy cat.

See your clothes strewn all over the floor?
Even a bat could find your dresser drawers.

What about your closet? You could hang up your clothes.
This dreary sight is worse than a wart on a witch’s nose.

I have a bag for all your trash.
It’s time to throw away your ghoulish stash.

The books and papers all over your bed,
Throw or put them away.
Or must I say a vanishing spell instead?

I will give you an hour to do your magic.
When I come back Bug-A-Boo;
I better not find anything tragic!

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