My bedroom is very horribly messy,
my mum nags me to tidy it,
I say no.
Mum says yes.
No, no messy is the way to go.

I didn’t tidy my messy room,
but I had spectacular football training,
I left to go,
I came home,
went to my lair
and it was super tidy!
My mum has quickly tidied.
No, no messy is the way to go!

My mum came up to me
and what I see
is mum crying dreadfully.
She says
“I’ve lost my beautiful wedding ring.”
Dad comes home,
Mum comes downstairs to tell him,
I was so angry my room was really tidy…
No, no messy is the way to go!

My mum has made my bed,
I pulled back out all my clothes on the floor,
I threw my CDs, back on the floor
I emptied my bin out all over the floor
there, it was messy again.
Just how I like it.
Yes, yes, messy is the best.

I was just about to grab a comic,
but in the corner of my eye
I saw something (really, really) shiny
I went over, and
it was…
Mums ring!
I grabbed it,
ran downstairs,
and gave mum her ring!

She was so gratefully pleased,
for a reward.
She gave me sixty whole pounds!
She said go spend it!
I said OK!
but I still said that messy is the way to go!