The repairman comes to knock on the door, <br />With his tools in a big leather pouch, <br />To install the hookup for my fridge, <br />Under the sink he will have to crouch, <br /> <br />The copper line for the ice and water, <br />Makes it convenient in getting a drink, <br />No more having to pay for the bottles, <br />Or getting it from the sink, <br /> <br />It's little things in life that I adore, <br />Something as simple as a glass of water, <br />Although I appreciate the health benefits, <br />It tends to overload my bladder. <br /> <br />2012<br /><br />Victoria Gauci<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-repairman-cometh/
