House Pet
Rumba
roams the house with purpose
collecting
dust and dirt
seen and unseen
Her seemingly random treck
somehow covers every spot
every nook, every cranny
Sweeping and sucking
Occasionally she gets hungup
on the edge of a rug or heat vent
but her robot mind usually
works it out and
off she goes!
If she has a problem
she lets me know
“Beep!Beep!Beep!”
“Help!Help!Help!”
and I come to the rescue
untangling or removing
something she couldn’t handle
When she runs out of juice
she sometimes gets lost
wanders, searching for home
getting weaker, and more desperate
Until I pluck her up
dump her load and position her on
the charger
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Love this persona of the Rumba!
I thoroughly enjoyed this rumba and its adventures as told by you
Thanks folks! I enjoying writing this poem almost much almost as much as I enjoy having a Rumba!