I am an upright,uptight
Vacuum cleaner
Full of nothin' but hot air.
Me brushes are full of bristle.
Me rubber belt's goin' nowhere.
You can attach as many parts
As you please
To me plastic hose.
But believe in me.
The dust you see
Is gonna end up,up your nose.
You can hoover in the corners.
You can clean the carpet and the floor.
Try as you might,I'm not goin'
Up that flight of eight stairs any more.
I'll make sure that as you try to tilt me
I stiffen up as you lack
The ability to pull me down.
And I ain't goin' back.
Ah good it's time to empty out
You stupid old hag.
The dirt.The dust.Any bits of rust
That may have settled in me bag.
Go on me dear.There's no need to fear.
I like it so much more
When there's a tear inside there
And everything falls out on the floor.
I'm so full of pride that you've tried
To pull apart all of me attached pieces
That are stuck together with grime And gunk
And all that's spittin' out are
Old dog faeces.
Hooray.Hooray.You've made me day.
And me plug has just computed
That as you remove me from the Socket on the wall
It's about time you got electrocuted.
When there's a tear inside there
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