I’d been on the road for 12 long weeks
and returned to a house festooned with leaks.
Bone-weary I slumped over the bed,
incessant drops plopping on to my head.
Damn it, I thought, this is a bummer
and picked up the phone to call for a plumber.
The man who appeared on my front stoop was so divine—I was thrown for a loop.
My heart throbbed like a turbocharged motor the instant he took out his almighty rotor.
Plunging right in, he unclogged every pipe—his timing, perfection, and I was so ripe.
He plumbed the depths to my very soul
then manfully plugged each open hole.
Fondly I watched as he mounted his scooter, this chivalrous knight with his own rotor-rooter.
The video of this was BANNED from YOUTUBE but you can watch it on link https://myspace.com/robinglasser/video/the-plumber/101151478
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