Welcome to my room where everything's a mess.
My sneakers share their smelly perfume,
A collection of dinner plate leftovers linger like uninvited guests,
Here, last week's grubby garments pile high to the sky,
There, crumpled papers sleep around the trash can nearby
Now Mom, the Boss, stands in the doorway and fames:
"You'll lose your allowance if it's not clean by noon."
How does hyperbole most clearly contribute to the overall meaning of the
poem?
