Mom says I have a Mr. Messup
That follows me everywhere.
She says that I could stop him
But she doesn’t think I care.
Then she told me yesterday
She almost caught my messup elf.
She said no way one boy could make
So much a mess all by him self.
Last night when Mommy tucked me in
Her face was smeared with sticky goo.
It makes me think that maybe mom
Might have a Mr. Messup too.