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
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Author:
Daniel (
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Comments6
Ha Ha. Been there. Great job!
Thanks WBL!
Welcome!
Great poem! Yeah been there too. At least the instructions were in English!
Haha you were lucky, thanks for the comment!
Oh I hate when this happens, better you than me, funny fun Daniel! ww
The mere thought of putting one together sends shivers down my spine now haha. Thanks for the comment WW!
Great write
Thanks Tony!
Welcome
Ha ha Daniel
Love his one...
Been there
Bought and worn
The tee shirt
Haha it seems to be a rite of passage, thanks for your comment!
Great idea for a poem. We have all been there. And real men don't read the instructions.
Haha very true, thanks Augustus!
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