Maintenance
Maintenance
There once was a wife who wanted her husband
to maintain every single thing in the house.
"Maintain the plumbing why don't you?" she nagged
And on and on she nags, from sun up 'til sun down.
"Where are my red satin faux fur slippers, she cranked
in unison with, "Oh, bring me Scruffy now!" and "Let's
not forget my Pierre' water boiled with lemon zinger tea.'
Then one day the husband retorted, "I'll maintain the plumbing
as the toilet paper situation needs to improve greatly around here."
And as his voice trails off..."I won't let the door hit me in the a**...
and you'll get
Maintenance!"
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
