Wednesday, December 25, 2013

A Poem

'Twas the week before Christmas, and wouldn't you know,
Both toilets began to overflow.
We didn't mess around, we rented a snake,
We knew we were in trouble when we heard the head break.
The lines had collapsed beneath the foundation,
So we looked to insurance as our homeowner's salvation.
They sent out an agent to check out our plight,
He looked and inspected and said we were right.
Repairs would be costly, he sympathized,
Because, as he told us, our claim was denied.
So... Six in the house, no toilets to use,
Well, one will flush liquid, but no ‪#‎2s‬.
Fast-forward to yesterday, Christmas Eve,
I've got a stomach bug, it's making me heave.
And today for my gift, what did I do?
Shared my bug! 'Twas the least I could do!
With plumbing still out and two of us sick,
It's hard to enjoy our day of St. Nick.
We live in a house; we have food on our table;
None of us sleeps in a barn or a stable.
We enjoy freedom and comforts of life,
And hopes of Redemption through His sacrifice.
So, although it's not fun, and really quite nasty,
I'll try to stay positive, try to stay happy.
Merry Christmas to all! Happy New Year as well!
And please, no one take your indoor plumbing for granted because, seriously, you just don't know how bad it sucks to go without it until you have to go without it!


MoM said...

sad but clever

Heather said...

Love your poem!!!!
We just paid over $1000 to get a broken pipe under our foundation fixed. Yuck. Problem? Shoddy workmanship when the house was built. We need to check our warranty.