Monday, May 18, 2020

Burning a Vacuum Cleaner - poem

Lawrence Hall
mhall46184@aol.com
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com

Burning a Vacuum Cleaner

I burned a vacuum cleaner – and I was GLAD
It was broken beyond repair and so
I took it away to the Smithfield place
And torched the industrial revolution

After its long career of breaking the peace
Of violating domestic harmony
Of terrorizing little kittens and pups
And screaming all through Sunday afternoons

It finally fragmented, flailed, and failed
Polluting the atmosphere (I could be jailed!)

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