Sing now, ye longcats of the Buddha Cushion,
for the reign of Hoover is ended for ever,
and it's back in the cupboard.
Sing and rejoice, ye longcats of the Broken Sofa,
for your watch hath not been in vain,
and the Loud Noise is stopped,
and your sleeps have come back,
and they are glorious.
Sing and be glad, all ye longcats of the flat,
for the internets shall come again,
and you shall dwell upon it
all the days of your life.
And the Sofa that was broken shall be renewed,
and be planted next to the television,
and the TV shall be blessed.
Sing all ye longcats!