All Cats Fear the Plunger
by Francine DuBois

And the vacuum; they're scared of anything having to do with
notions of cleanliness that doesn't come from their mouth,
as if their saliva is the magical compound that kills germs,
unclogs toilets, scours baked-on food and grease, repairs minor dents and cracks,
magically repairs damaged, torn or scuffed leather, reestablishes "new car smell,"
seals concrete, freshens as it cleans, scours those tough-to-reach places,
and is constantly new and improved.

 

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