House Requirements

Mop the floors,

Dust the shelves,

Stay indoors,

Keep to yourselves,

We can yell,

No throwing anything breakable,

There can be no bells,

There is no speaking until you’re able to,

It’s just you and me,

And everything is mine,

As far as others can see,

We’re perfectly fine.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world
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