When I was young, each Friday
Was Assembly day at school.
We wore white shirts and navy skirts;
Red ties made us look cool.
We pledged allegiance, sang the song
And did as we were told.
Who knew “assembly” would be
Something bad when I got old?
I ordered a TV stand;
For “Assembly?” I checked no,
Believing we could do it, but
Once here, we both said, “Whoa!”
I contacted the company
And yes, it’s not too late.
I’ll hear from the assembly team
To thus arrange a date.
They charged my card but now I wait;
There seems to be a glitch.
The wooden parts, unpacked, are stacked;
The sight just makes me twitch.
Assembly once had rules I knew
And followed to a T.
Today no special outfit
Would give any help to me.
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