Mr Not-Fixit
There are people who fix things
And those who won’t try
But strangely, a third type exists –
The ones who believe they
Can fix things, though why
Is unclear, yet their sureness persists.
They’ll attempt, with their tool kit,
All kinds of repairs
Though they rarely will meet with success
And when challenged, they’ll laugh
Or confront you with glares
And, of course, you’ll be left with a mess.
If you happen to know someone
Like I’ve described
The frustration’s familiar to you,
But there is no solution
That can be prescribed –
Every project becomes a snafu.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2018
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