The Battle of the Toilet Is Won

That’s it the battle is won, the toilet can fight no more
Three weeks ago the flush would overflow.
And kept leaving a puddle on the floor

I looked in the book, it said I needed a spare part 
I went to the merchant; “we have none, don’t lose heart?”
I can send you somewhere, and they do have a spare.

So I went armed with lots of new knowledge and credit card
The merchant looked at my list and gave me the part, 
I took it striaght home and started the job, it was hard
Then found the part was too short for a start.

I rang them and told what was wrong
Don’t worry come on back, 
We do have an extension pack
So I drove the ten miles still full of enthusiasm and song.

I need a spanner for this, mine does not fit
“Don’t worry we have just what you need
Some PVA tape, a washer or two
And then it won’t leak when you’ve peed.”

I turned off the water, I thought that I oughta
Everywhere went dry but the toilet.
So with some intervention, I put on the extension.
But still the floor kept getting wet.

After managing to fit a new isolator
My husband was pleased “how did you do that?”
I said it's a pipe and a nut, not an electricl generator.
It was easy, I said wearing my know- it-all hat.

I twisted and turned, and I taped every joint
I fitted the valve in the top of the cistern.
I turned the water back on and it worked a treat 
The arm moved up and down like a piston 

The water stopped when it should, and did not overflow
I was happy and yet my feet suddenly got wet
The nuts and pipes still had fight left in them
I sighed gave another turn, it was tight and difficult and yet

I stuck my head under, turned the spanner, one more turn
The book was ok, but it’s doing the job I did learn
One more turn is one turn too much.
It split the washer and pipe, I knew it was tight
When it screeched like a banshee or some such.

The water came out, but the isolator did the trick
Its a good job I had fitted it on
I gave it a turn and the water stopped in a tick
I t was then that I knew I had won
I was upset it was a bummer
But I went and got a plumber
Now I am queen of the toilet I have won.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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December 4, 2012 at 2:22 PM
Dear Mandy, I looked up Perseverence in the dictionary and low and behold it said "See Mandy" when i first moved to the mountain I had no plumbing problems, I had an outhouse. LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal Liege...Harry
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January 13, 2012 at 4:22 PM
LOL! Hate plumbing. Something always goes wrong and you have to go get another part.
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
January 14, 2012 at 1:55 AM
Thanks Christopher, I pu tsome sweat and tears into that job and was upset when I couln't finsh it, I don't like to lose a challenge x
Lane Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 5:59 AM
I hate plumbing. I'm cheap so I'll do it, but I hate plumbing.
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 6:34 AM
Its just had a rewrite. I wrote it at 2am this morning when I couldn't sleep so I have just improved it. Well I think so x
Song Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 4:06 AM
Well, I see who wears the pants in this household! h aha. I am totally amused by this seemingly frustrating home repair. You are the bomb now, girl. You fixed the toilet AND you wrote a blockbuster poem about it too!! Gwendolen (I wrote one called the AC REpair Guy! Check it out...your cup of tea.
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 4:42 AM
Thanks Gwendoler have checked it and commented. Yep, right up my street. x
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