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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
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Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 11:37 PM UTC
The Cyclone of the Hotel