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![]() Ode to a PlumberPlumber Plumber Don’t wait for Summer You will be awarded the prestigious ”Iron Cross” My toilet won’t run I’ve called Nine-One One My sink has two feet of moss My face is blushing The toilet is not flushing I have lots of deep hidden fears Have pity on me Bladder’s at full capacity I just drank three Budweiser Beers Undrinkable tap water since March Unknown contents are stronger than starch The low water pressure can’t maintain even Crab Grass The garbage disposal still does reek I see apple cores still sitting from last week With plumber bills, I’m wet up to my ass No hot water in the bedroom shower stall Cold water leaks in my Chinese dry wall The sink is stopped up again, “Oh what a bummer!” Maytag Man didn’t tighten a pipe Hose I need is an “Out of Stock” type I just used my last dose of “Liquid Plumber” The fridge motor just constantly pouts Everything inside looks like ancient Brussels Sprouts Shower head pours like the Falls of Niagara The bathtub takes three days to drain The fungus grown now has a name Impotent icemaker is in dire need for some Viagra So Plumber Plumber have mercy on me I know it’s the night of Christmas Eve Tell me you are coming Please get my sacred bathroom water running Until then, my bladder catheter I must leave Send this Whackocard to your friends! |