A fine invention was the Eubank:
neither a Hoover nor brush.
All you had to do was push
though it hardly lifted any rubbish, to be frank.
Charities know that trick.
They assure us, every donation
helps end illness and starvation
but little really changes for the hungry or the sick.
J Edgar
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