In swirling dust and hurried pace
A little demon cleans the place
With needle sharp and frantic eye
She watches every bug go by
One eye on grime, one eye on sin
Where does the tidying begin
A moth-like sprite in black and white
Obsessed with making everything right
She zips and dashes, quick and keen
The busiest thing you’ve ever seen
A manic energy, a hum
Until the cleaning work is done
A little scary, slightly odd
A world built just by chance and sod
She talks to corpses, laughs with glee
A cleaner soul you’ll never see
For in her mind, a simple want
A tidy world to live and haunt
She searches for a perfect man
While disinfecting every pan
A tiny chaos in the calm
With all her very minor harm
Niffty cleans without a halt
Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 11:37 PM UTC
In swirling dust and hurried pace
A little demon cleans the place
With needle sharp and frantic eye
She watches every bug go by
One eye on grime, one eye on sin
Where does the tidying begin
A moth-like sprite in black and white
Obsessed with making everything right
She zips and dashes, quick and keen
The busiest thing you’ve ever seen
A manic energy, a hum
Until the cleaning work is done
A little scary, slightly odd
A world built just by chance and sod
She talks to corpses, laughs with glee
A cleaner soul you’ll never see
For in her mind, a simple want
A tidy world to live and haunt
She searches for a perfect man
While disinfecting every pan
A tiny chaos in the calm
With all her very minor harm
Niffty cleans without a halt
