Being Grounded Poem by Soupy Pettry

I'm grounded from my car
I'm grounded from t.v.
I'm grounded from my guitar
It's really killing me

Grounded from oversleeping
I'm grounded from my friends
I can't even breathe loudly
Or it'll be the end

I'm grounded cant you see
You can't come play with me
Not until I clean my room
So now its looking pretty gloom

My room is shuch a wreck
It looks like there was a hurricane
I dont know how I'm going to clean it
But I know its going to be a pain
Wont you please come and help me
The time would go by much faster
But your life is not guarenteed
It's really an unnatural disaster