Camp NaNoWriMo Day 10: Some Revisions And Some Continuance

I forgot to make the mom bird speak in ballad stanza.

So I retroactively changed that:

​"You need to clean your room, May. SQUAWK!"
The bird that once was Mom could talk
just like the Pig. "Oh dear," thought May.
Trying her best to sneak away.

"Stay where you are!" the mom-bird spat
"I shan't have more of this!
"You'll do what I have told you to
"Go clean your room young miss!"

May ceased escape and watched the bird
trying to make sense of sense of the absurd
"My room is clean," she said. "So how
"could I clean more of it right now?"

"The bed's not made, your toys are out
"those curtains are full of dust”
"You lied about you’re cleaning May”
"I’m losing all my trust.”

"That really doesn't matter cause
"my bedroom never really was
"a place that other people'd see
​"if they came over, honestly!"
 
“It doesn’t matter what you say
“we must respect our guests
“we will not have a dirty home
“we will not share a mess.”
 
“their comfort is our first regard
“just go plug in the vacuum
“it really shouldn’t be this hard
“so leave and clean your bedroom”
 
May made to speak but when she tried
The pig from earlier arrived
It tracked in mud onto the floor
That spread from here to the front door
 
“Don’t listen to your mother, May
“she’s filling you with lies
“come lay in dirt and filth, while
“she cleans everything and dies.”
 
“You run from me and all my filth
“but she is more bizarre
“she tells you not to be yourself
“when you know who you are”