Ode to the Napolen of all vaccums.

JayZsims

Wed, May 18 2011, 4:33 pm

Ode to the Napolean of all vacuums.

Surrounded by smut
You stand out
With pride.
Your body
Smooth,
Simple ,
Stark white,
Stands out
Amongst the
Blazing walls
That are the
Foundation of your
Home.

You were a wedding gift
From my brother.
The most practical present
That we received.
Like a twister
Determined to consume
All in your path.
Like a hound dog
Whose sensitive sense
Picks up
The smallest scent.

I envy
Your thunderous
Power and speed.
Your long,
sleek nose
Like an anteater,
Sucking in
Its helpless victims
With no remorse.
Like the rowdy crowd
Of the unexpected
victors
Your deafening voice,
At first
Shocking,
Has become
True music
To my ears.

Oh dust buster,
A Napoleon
In your own right,
Challenging territories
That could swallow you whole.
Conquering
Every quest
You
Never
Fail.

In a space without space
Your presence
Does not intrude.

And when you tire
From all your
Diligent labors,
You simply
Recharge
And when you awake
From your rejuvenating sleep,
You are once again
Willing and able
To face the
Dirt,
Dust,
Crumbs
And hairs
That blanket
Your beloved floor.

Oh dust buster,
You are my savior.
Sucking,
While not sucking at all.