A Side of Rice

Hopefully Humorous (and sometimes R-rated) Musings About Life

Ode to My Little Green Machine

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There once was a Little Green Machine,
Whose only job was to clean
All the crap in my life
Causing me great strife,
Leaving behind nothing but a fantastic sheen.

You see, Alex – my son #1
Is only 8; he seems to eat just for fun.
So much one day, in fact
An off switch he lacked.
And back out of him the food and drink did run.

Son Nick, on the other hand
Of his good health, he lost all command.
He came down with the flu –
It’s Bissell to the rescue!
Cuz poor Nick was one pukin’ little man.
(yeah, yeah – not an exact rhyme. This isn’t Pulitzer quality poetry here, people)

The dog – she’s a shifty breed.
Upon her (expensive) lambs wool crate liner she peed;
And then came the runs.
Jesus! Who gave her Funyons?
For the dog – a more bland diet, we all agreed.

So that is why I sing praises, you see
Of my Little Green Machine’s capability.
A clean up quickie —
No matter how sticky —
Be it spill, puke, dog barf or pee.

In the garage, awaiting its next mission


Author: A Side of Rice

Married, mom, marketing professional. Loves swearing, pedicures and celebrity meltdowns. Hates making dinner and working the little league concession stand.

One thought on “Ode to My Little Green Machine

  1. Luckily, your little green machine resists the urge to puke when smelling the things it’s cleaned, unlike me. :\ +1 for the little green machine! Hell, +2 because you didn’t have to put your hands in it!

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