Hoover

Hoover

A Poem by Spam Jam

My Dyson! My Dyson! Oh man my Dyson ball!
This hasn't lived up to my expectations at all!

To me the greatest invention yet!
The dust before; I'll never forget!

Death has died out,
No more dust about,
Because of lord Dyson himself!

But now my Henry hoover gone!
But hopefully not for long!

If Craney was hear,
He would make clear,
It's the hoover that we need!

© 2011 Spam Jam


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Added on June 28, 2011
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Spam Jam
Spam Jam

Antigua and Barbuda



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