There once was a vacuum cleaner
Who lived in a house and sat on a carpet.
His purpose in life, he was sure,
Was to suck up all the dirt.
"There's nothing," the vacuum said.
"I like better than eating a rug
And charging the dirt down inside me.
But that's not enough for me.
I think I'll now eat the table.
Perhaps afterwards I'll have some chairs."
And then, as the vacuum felt pleased
To think how full it would soon be,
The doorbell rang. "That's someone at the door,"
He said as he lifted his nose to the air.