For a Vacuum Cleaner
Oh, blessed vacuum cleaner, faithful friend
True in service to the end.
Every day I count my luck,
Grateful for your powerful suck.
My carpets pristine, quite dust free,
With very little work from me.
No wonder, after all you’ve meant,
They named you after a President
Theme No. 2
4th October 2020
In Praise of the Ode Contest
Sponsor - Nette Onclaud
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