Why can’t things stay where they are?
It would be so much easier by far
If I didn’t have to pout and shout
And throw things all about
To find out where the scissors are
Or where you put the keys to the car
Or why in the world the ladle’s in the cookie jar!
If you use something, put it back
If you’re not quite done, still—put it back
I know you mean well
But jeez, what the hell!
If I can’t find it
Then I know you’re behind it!
So, when you’re done
With all your fun
PLEASE, please, please put it back—-
It’s either that, or a SMACK!
YOU decide; it can go either way
Just remember: I mean what I say!