The broom is pretty ancient,
You could say it is a relic –
Yet it keeps on hanging on,
Just like that old Tom Selleck.
My mother had a couple
And her mother long before
And I think they have discovered
'em upon the ocean floor.
You'd think the vacuum cleaner
Would have made 'em obsolete
But still they come in handy
With the march of dirty feet.
Taken so for granted,
They are never waranteed.
Collecting them as hobby
Would all foolishness exceed.
A poem about the broom
Had better be a bit symbolic,
Otherwise it's wasting time
As just an idle frolic.
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