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Show THE POET'S CORNER by Dana S. Benson IS THERE MORE TO KNOW CLEANING MY ROOM "I have to do all the work around here, V? Why don't you ever volunteer? When I'm worn out from a day of play, ; t You insist I clear my mess away. J J It isn't a mess but work ,of art Accomplished through hours of tearing m My playthings and rearranging my room To transform it from, its immaculate gloom. The dolls can rest much better on the floor, The boxes in the closet I must explore, ' ; For I might find a toy as good as new, v Which I haven't seen for a day or two. s.l The paper doll clothes you call scraps f, Scattered around, can be used again perW j y And if I put them neatly away, 1 1 They wouldn't be handy for tomorrow's pljf it It puzzles me why you get so upset, And raise your hand in an ungentle pet h When I use a guest towel for .1 blotter v$ Just to wipe up a little spilled water. and You should realize the dishes are small, Mfc And won't hold enough for me and my d0 Jt You call it scribbling on the vvall, ff Can't you appreciate my art at all ? g; If I put all my playthings away f At the end of a strenuous day, J. Think of the waste of time and strain, 51 For tomorrow I'd have to do it all over again? c |