Sally bought a toothbrush holder made from gleaming brass <br />Solid, smooth and golden, it was really class <br />But she was loathe to spend long dreary hours <br />Buffing and shining it, after hefty scours <br /> <br />So she rejoiced to learn that the brass could be sprayed <br />With a film of plastic; she was amazed <br />And rushed off down to the nearest hardware store <br />To purchase the plastic that would eliminate this chore <br /> <br />She searched high and low on every shelf <br />But thought I’ll never find it by myself <br />So queried a young assistant wandering around <br />As to where this can of plastic could be found <br /> <br />She asked, 'Do you sell the stuff you spray on brass? ' <br />He blushed, 'No we don’t”, and spun away fast <br />She thought his reaction rather strange <br />But just kept looking through the wide product range <br /> <br />Until eventually triumphant the elusive can she spotted <br />And deciding she’d tell that young assistant to get knotted <br />Strode up to him with the can in her hand <br />Saying, 'You told me you don’t sell this, an explanation I demand' <br /> <br />He mumbled rather sheepishly, 'I thought you said something else <br />I thought you were looking for another product on the shelf.' <br />'And what might that be if it weren't stuff to spray on brass? ' <br />He replied, 'I thought you were looking for some spray on bras.' <br /> <br />(Sydney, Australia - 2005)<br /><br />Alessandra Liverani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brassed-off-humour/
