Oh carpet I love you

You can be so many colors

A rainbow you can walk on

So many textures

You either walking on a beach or walking on sandpaper

When you are new you smell of freshness 

But after years, you ought to get cleaned

Because you might have a stain or smell

Your length determines your worth

I yearn to lay in long carpet

But I loath to lay in short carpet

I can't hear you when I walk on you

You feel better than lush grass

You don't taste like plastic or dirt, especially if your dirty

You have infinite possibilities of colors and length

Like artwork on the floor

Oh carpet I love you