A Roomba* in England went AWOL;
It disappeared from a hotel.
They searched high and low
All the spots it might go
With no help from the whole clientele.
The word got around as expected
As well-wishers cheered its escape
But employees allege
It was found ‘neath a hedge,
None the worse for its trip, not a scrape.
Now it’s back with its friends in a closet,
Consigned to the rooms on the floor;
Yet it will not forget
What it did, but I’ll bet
It’s the vacuum that Nature’d abhor.
*a robot vacuum
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