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messy room poem
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Poetry Project
Title Once More:
I was correct about guessing the title.
I did not expect that because the room was so dirty that he didn't recognize that it was his own.
Shifts:
There is no role shifts because Silverstein is walking into a room and naming what they see as their eyes gaze over.
Theme:
How does the poem relate to me?:
If something is so messy that you cannot tell if it is yours or not, you should probably clean it.
This poem could relate to me because my room isn't always the cleanest, but it is never as messy as Silverstein describes his own. Also, I do not own a lizard.
Connotation:
Attitude:
"His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall."
Silverstien is simply naming everything that he sees and how nasty it is according to him.
The narrator seems very annoyed and matter of fact when he steps into the room until he figures out that it is his own.
Paraphrase:
Now what Does the Title Mean to you?;
Original:
The title means the exact same thing to me as it did before I read the poem. It is actually about a messy room.
Whoever is living in this room should clean it up very quick
His clothes are hanging and laying all over his room
A lizard named Ed sleeps in his bed
Who ever has this room should be embarrassed
It looked familiar, it was my own room.
Messy Room - Shel Silverstein
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
When I read the title of this poem, I thought it was going to be about a messy room.