Grounding Out

My percolator lost its balance

While it was a’bubble,

Spilling all the coffee grounds

And causing lots of trouble.

Below the burners there’s a space

For storing pots and covers,

A perk (no pun intended)

For apartment-living lovers.

Well, coffee grounds were everywhere

As well as brew half-finished

And suddenly my leisure time

For breakfast was diminished.

An hour later, all was clean.

Still, though I wasn’t shirking,

I noticed only 3 of 4

Gas burners now were working.

I made another pot of joe,

My morning meal much later

And took no chances, using

A much bigger percolator.

The stubborn burner got in gear

And soon was back on fire.

I’m glad my stove (from 1951)

Need not retire.