Grounding Out

My percolator lost its balance While it was a’bubble, Spilling all the coffee grounds And causing lots of trouble. Below the burners there’s a space For storing pots and covers, A perk (no pun intended) For apartment-living lovers. Well, coffee grounds were everywhere As well as brew half-finished And suddenly my leisure time For breakfast was diminished. An hour later, all was clean. Still, though I wasn’t shirking, I noticed only 3 of 4 Gas burners now were working. I made another pot of joe, My morning meal much later And took no chances, using A much bigger percolator. The stubborn burner got in gear And soon was back on fire. I’m glad my stove (from 1951) Need not retire.