Cleaning up her room

A tanka about my daughter and her messy room.

Four year old girls room
It's messy beyond belief
We told her "Clean It"

But she didn't want to clean
So she laid back down to sleep

An hour passed by
It was eleven o'clock
She was still "sleeping"

So we told her to clean it
This time I said we mean it.

So she's in there cleaning it.

(This is a technically an extended tanka, not a haiku, but there is no tanka genre.)