Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Fixing a Leak

The plumber is fixing a leak;

The pipe’s needing more than a tweak.

So for things to improve 

He will have to remove 

Some wood panels - I’m starting to freak.


Our house, built in ‘80, is old

And it’s paneled, which is, truth be told,

Now considered passé 

But was cool in its day,

Though with changing it, I’ve not been sold.


So I’m listening from the next room

As he hammers and drills; I presume

That he knows what to do 

For we haven’t a clue

If more leaks, in the future, will loom.


But voila! He just finished and yes,

I’m relieved of a lot of my stress,

For he came well-equipped

To replace what had dripped

And he didn’t leave much of a mess.


On the wall, all the panels survived 

And the handyman, once he’s arrived,

Will nail down what is loose

And, as you can deduce,

Of my kitchen, I won’t be deprived.


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