Not long ago I bought a shower chair -
(My feet move away but I won’t let them go;
They require attention to stave off wear,
I use the chair to reach them, every toe.)
Surprise! The chair arrives as a flat pack;
And so extraction from its cardboard box
Takes half an hour; I’ve no tools, no knack…
Yet more fun to come - a further approx
Twenty minutes to locate a missing screw.
Instructions assume I’m illiterate -
Diagrams only. Decision by who?
Three hours later I’d like to tell them straight….
……. But I’ll spare you the ugly detail – this ends now.
(Warm shower needed after – and not just to check the chair. Sticking plasters found at back of bottom sink drawer.)
…..And I still must get rid of the cardboard…
- Author: Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 2nd, 2022 03:21
- Comment from author about the poem: No rhythm – disjointed lines; no rhythm – disjointed construction.
- Category: Unclassified
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