In My Room
In my room,
Under my bed,
There lives a monster
Who's name is Ed.
He comes out at night,
And steals my things,
But slips back under the bed,
before my alarm rings.
Last night I caught him
Right in the act!
And I made him promise
To put all my things back!
My room was so clean,
But now it's all messed!
It's filled to the roof,
My Mom was not impressed!
Ed left my room,
And moved to another,
He said he was leaving,
He couldn't stand the clutter!
He went to a cleaner room,
One with more space.
He packed up his things,
And took my suitcase!
Now in my room,
Under my bed,
There is no monster
Who's name was Ed.
- Lindsey
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My room dances with colors of lemon yellow, a soft light pink, a grass green and, a nice apple green
Pictures, trophies and medals float like stars in the night
And when I lay down, it's like falling in a meadow of clouds
My room is smooth and relaxing and smells like Ralf Lauren and other delightful smells
My room makes me, me , I could never think of changing the lovely colors , textures, scent, and stuff around it
What makes my room me is my sister because we share it!
-- Chynna
