Oh no not another stain on my carpet so red, br its times like these I wish I was dead. br When I was new I was laid out like a Queen, but br now I am ashamed to be seen. br I was born a carpet, the rich colour of gold but the br state of me now I look fifty years old. br Dinner partys, Grand Children, pets and wine all of br them have marked their place in time. Then what br makes it worse I get scrubbed with a spray, br but trufully that's just rubbing it in, not taking it away. br The foot marks by the door get scrubbed every week br but I wish the mistress would realise that my fibres are br weak. br The rug in the centre serves no purpose at all, only to br hide a wine stain that goes wall to wall. br When visitors come round it's the same old routeen a br good scrub with the shampoo, just to look clean. br A steam clean would be better than a soapy shampoo br at least it would prevent me from getting carpet flu. br Sneezing and coughing from Shake and Vac with tiny br particals getting lodged in my back. br I am a sad old carpet no one cares about me not even br the cat when she squats for a wee. Same old place being br scrubbed to death it's a wonder the mistress is not out br of breath. br I know she meens well this mistress of mine if only she br would stop spilling her wine. br Over the years I have changed colour from gold to red, br and that's the end of my tale, there's no more to be said.