Today was a day for cleaning with our mom
One wrong move and she would go off like a bomb
She came to our door with a knock
It was around 1 o'clock
Her head was pounding like a drum as usual
To bad today wasn't a day for the pool

She lashed out and screamed go clean your room
But me and my brother complained boo hoo
It was a beautiful day to play
But my mom said we must stay

She exclaimed and said our room is filthy
And my brother knew he was guilty
My brother cried a river into his hands
And my mom said if it's not clean we're not going to grans

She said stop your crying and just clean your room
following her orders I grabbed the broom
As nothing worked my brother tried and tried
The more it didn't work he cried and cried

No matter what we did
All the day we hid
She still made us clean
From that day on I knew not to be mean