Oh fun! I used to do poetry challenges years ago. I'm not very good, but it's fun!
Let me try:
For vintage machines, I've discovered a yen!
I have to bring them home, now and then.
They call out my name, they cry and they plead:
"Take me home and I promise, fabric I will feed!"
"The needle I will flash, the thread I will pull,
Your fabric stash will dwindle, your scrap bin will be full!"
"Feed me some oil, and slather me with grease!
There are quilts to be made, and blocks we can piece!"
"My decals are faded and my paint is getting worn,
but think - I've been working since before you were born!"
"I've got lots of years left for the right pair of hands,
so bring me on home and we'll start making plans!"
I try to leave, to turn and walk away
but I can't and so, it's another day
where I bring home a machine that's tired and grubby
and find a place to put it, hidden from Hubby.
LOL! Ok, sheer doggerel in places but that was fun!