No TV for a week

The house is a mess

A bomb must have exploded

For all through the home

The children were on notice

Clean it up or off it goes

But the rooms stayed the same

And I yelled enough, my throat was sore

So now the TV is silent, the computer is snoozing

and the rooms are getting cleaned at last.

Seven days may not be enough

But I'm the Mom, I make the rules

TV is not making the rules around here and neither are the children. Thank you Peter Walsh