I spied you in the store
I had no idea the joy you would give me
In the cleaning of the floor.
Your suck was just so powerful,
it left me quite aghast
The crap you removed from my carpet
Made my love for you hold fast.
For many years your suck was strong
A faithful servant you have been.
But alas today, you passed away
And my grief is keen.
As faithful an electrical friend
I have never had
I cannot imagine someone taking your place
And it's making me very sad.
Yet off to the store I again must go,
Your replacement there to find,
As without a vacuum cleaner in the house,
I may just lose my mind.
Cat hair rolls around the floor
As it's shedding season once again
And before I'm knee deep in it
I must find a new sucking friend.
Rest well my dear old Dyson
To Silicon Heaven I commend your spirit
For with all the crap I put through you
You surely deserve to enjoy it.