by Kenneth Hoffman
(Morristown, NJ USA)
Last week I called a plumber to open up a drain.
The havoc that he caused could drive a man insane.
A hundred feet of snakey wire
Encased in gobs of slippery mire
Filled the air with a fragrance odorous
(Which made our dog extremely nervous).
We had vibrating pipes and belching gas
That only a monster would need to pass.
Last night a drip disturbed our sleep;
We tried it all, even counting sheep.
She said, "Call the plumber for the plink."
I said, "You must be dumber than I think!"