Believe it or not, I actually thought of this whilst vacuuming around my church building. The inspiration to write this came from a poster that I will post on here (with due credit given).
A Daily Chore
The call of her was irresistible.
The duty was surely responsible.
She needed my help for without
me she cannot, will not bout.
So, I grasped her in one hand
and we moved across the land.
In my other hand her partner.
Sleek and slim was her.
We danced across the room.
They both moved with vroom!
An intricate movement engaged.
The entire floor was our stage!
We danced into the hall.
We were having a ball!
Over, and under, and around
we moved with such bound!
She was limited by her friend,
but without, she would end.
She was a vacuum, and the other a cord.
A clean room was our only reward.
Still, we danced and moved for hours.
The light and floor was ours.
We finished our job and task.
All the while we wore a mask.
This menial task was at an end.
Against the dust we did defend.
We parted ways, destined to meet,
dust and dirt we shall again beat.
The duty was surely responsible.
She needed my help for without
me she cannot, will not bout.
So, I grasped her in one hand
and we moved across the land.
In my other hand her partner.
Sleek and slim was her.
We danced across the room.
They both moved with vroom!
An intricate movement engaged.
The entire floor was our stage!
We danced into the hall.
We were having a ball!
Over, and under, and around
we moved with such bound!
She was limited by her friend,
but without, she would end.
She was a vacuum, and the other a cord.
A clean room was our only reward.
Still, we danced and moved for hours.
The light and floor was ours.
We finished our job and task.
All the while we wore a mask.
This menial task was at an end.
Against the dust we did defend.
We parted ways, destined to meet,
dust and dirt we shall again beat.