My little Corgi must thinks it's grand,
To accost this monster invading her land.
The beaters beat on the vinyl floor,
As I grudgingly perform my daily chore.
There's a bit of dirt and lots of Corgi fluff,
But the vacuum's brain concludes there's enough
To signal it's a carpeted surface, wall to wall,
When it's simply Corgi glitter, that's all!
Lots of Corgi glitter, that's all!
My home is filled with cat hair. Lots and lots of cat hair. You are a poet!
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