Dust Is Dust
A robot known as Robbie
Well he came to stay at home with me
And during his vacation
He began to show frustration
For he saw to his dismay
Piles of dust hidden away
Beneath the beds
Beneath the chairs
Beneath the tables too
Most probably had been there
Since nineteen seventy two
For that is when I read a quote
By English writer and raconteur
Quentin Crisp that was his name
Of ‘Naked Civil Servant’ fame
He said that after just four years
One never needs to dust again
At the touch of a button dear Robbie woke up
For this was his signal to suck up my muck
Such an innovation
A mind blowing creation
Having a Robbie at my beck and call
He is so obliging
with the service he’s providing
No matter the hour
when his name I call
Loving to clean
never minding at all
All the dust and the mites
well he sucks them all up
then into his truck
he empties my muck
Returning to his docking station
there was no sign of jubilation
I began to wonder
I began to ponder
Has he a life somewhere out yonder
For dust is dust it's always there
and surely always will be
I called his name he came to me
and through my door
set Robbie free ~~~~~
Written – tongue in cheek - on 13th August 2020
after a friend lent me her robot cleaner…
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