Amanda Schlupp Hap Palmer

Amanda Schlupp would not pick her toys up
She left everything where it lay
She played all day and never found time
To put anything way

Her dollies lay smothered on top of each other
Their dresses were wrinkled and ripped
He skates were dropped carelessly on her glass pony
The poor thing was broken and chipped

Checkers and dominoes, buttons and silver bows
All were mixed up in a box
Her panda and teddy like tangled spaghetti
Lay limp in a bed of old socks

Her mirror was cracked from the crush of the clutter
And hadn't been seen for a year
Her hairbrush was bent and the bristles were jammed
In the teeth of her bicycle gear

She cleats of her soccer shoes dug a deep groove
In a record of "Skip to My Lou"
And flies crawled around on her pink paper plates
With cake crumbs and old mud pie stew

Amanda Schlupp would not pick her toys up
She left everything where it lay
She played all day and never found time
To put anything way