Mister Fix It

He came to her doorstep with his tool He aimed to fix her problem with minimal use of joules With his magic tool in hand There he stood tall, dark, and handsome, yes Mr. Fix It man She opened up and welcomed him into her abode Her heart skipped a beat as her wistful eyes held a story untold He saw what he thought was the problem so with no hesitation he went to work He proudly commanded his tool so he could fix the hurt Mr. Fix It worked and worked and worked some more The joule count started to rise as he continued to explore He had had so much success in the past, hence the name Mr. Fix It But this time he could tell this job was different, there was more that he couldn't see that was in it The more Mr. Fix It worked it became abundantly clear The type of work she needed was much, much deeper