From the back of this sales soiled edifice he floats in
A vision in white
One can hear the cloistered choirs sing his praises
The light backdrops his silhouette, angelic
As swirls of pet hair, and dust, and dander
Frame his approaching dumpling shape
His eyes come clear first
Flitting orbs magnified in bottle bottom
Spectacles of self-confidence
Here is this gift to the cleanly toilers all
His single golden lock flopped askew
He takes it between his fingers
And combs it over
“Now madam, what shall I do for you?”
I need a vacuum…
“YOU MADAM DON’T NEED JUST A VACUUM
YOU NEED A VOLTA CLEANSING SYSTEM CANISTER
VACUUM MACHINE
1300 WATTS OF SUCTION SO POWERFUL
YOU WILL BE THE ENVY OF ALL
AND THIS WEEK ONLY $185 BUT
THAT’S NOT ALL, NO NOT AT ALL
WE WILL GIVE YOU A SECOND VOLTA
IDENTICAL TO THE FIRST, THAT’S TWO MADAM
TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE”
Why would I need two, I need only one…
“AND WHAT EXACTLY WILL THE LITTLE MAN USE
MADAM
IMAGINE YOUR DAYS TOGETHER BLISSFULLY SUCKING THE
DIRT FROM YOUR RELATIONSHIP
MADAM
BUT WAIT, THERE IS MORE, I SHOULDN'T REALLY DO THIS BUT,
WE WILL ALSO GIVE YOU THIS HANDY HAND
VACUUM
FOR THOSE SPILLS AND THRILLS
AND WAIT, EVEN MORE, THIS STEAMER FOR THOSE HARD AND NASTY STAINS
ALL THIS FOR JUST A MERE $185 MADAM
YOU CANNOT GO WRONG"
Tiny pudgy hands on short arms punch to the sky...
"...WHAT-A-DEAL!”
“BUY NOW”
Bye now.
