In my head I had it sorted
There was no need for plan B
I opened the box to get started
But only chaos could I see
The instructions offered no clue
Written by some sadistic fiend
Who takes joy in others blues
As my words grow more obscene
So I google it with foolish hope
That this mystery has been solved
But I can\'t find a single post
So my patience starts to fold
After many hours and some luck
It starts to take a familiar shape
To find its missing screws and nuts
My will once strong starts to break
So next time I buy furniture online
I will select ones that need no assembly
My sanity will never again be risked
All for the sake of a flat pack settee