My Friend the Monster

by Janet R. Balmforth

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    Our vacuum is a monster

    Who gobbles up the dirt.

    He gulps up paper, strings, and grass

    As if they were dessert.

    He pokes his nose in corners

    And under every chair.

    And all the little cookie crumbs

    Had better just beware!

    He roars across the carpet

    And flips his tail behind;

    Then sneaks around a table leg

    To see what he can find.

    And though he’s always gulping

    Whatever he can see,

    He’ll always be my monster friend

    And never swallow me.

    Illustrated by Phyllis Luch