my sweet, little steam mop
how i love you so
you help me get the puppy fur
off my hardwood flo
without you
i must have been in denial
you are so magical
as you clean my kitchen tile
you vac
and then you steam
you keep my floors
fresh and clean
forget the swiffers
and the mops
if someone kidnaps you
i'll call the cops
how i lived without you
i honestly do not know
please don't ever leave me
because i'll miss you so
This is a fine rhyme. I think you should submit it to the steam mop makers!
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