When you get frustrated with your vacuum cleaner, remember, you’re not alone.
The cord is tangled,
The bag is stuffed,
My nerves are mangled,
My breath is huffed.
It weighs too much,
It’s hard to move,
Dirt it won’t touch,
Never cleans the groves.
The hose is clogged,
I shake it and shake it,
The hose is dogged,
And now… it split.
The noise it makes,
Like a jet take off.
It shakes and quakes,
Then dies with a cough.
This vacuum sucks,
Not in the way it should.
It cost big bucks,
Just wish it were good.
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