Wonderful Silverstein selection today! I like writing that kind of poetry whem my muse is working right. I haven't been around long enough to claim a "Best of Colonel" collection, but I did enjoy writing this one:
Sewer Trouble
I think that I shall never smell
An odor, rank as that which fell
Into my nostrils early on
A Saturday, my free time gone.
It wasn't like I had the chance
To do home things which would enhance
And clamor for attention then,
To shovel snow and clean my den.
Mop in hand, and bucket trailing
I trudged downstairs and started flailing
Soaking up and wringing out
And hoping nothing else would spout.
The sewer man arrived with glee
"A weekend callout", cackled he.
In no time flat, a motor whirring
Was snaking down, tree roots disturbing.
The glop that surfaced had a sheen
And earthy scent that made me green.
As I looked at my basement miter,
He said, "Let's make your wallet lighter."
One hundred thirty dollars passed
From hand to hand, and then at last
I turned back to the chore at hand
My trusty mop at my command.
The carpet, soaked, lay just beside
Darned near rolled up my dog inside
My daughter stomped into the puddle
She wore no shoes, another muddle.
But then at last, the job was done
My legs and back ache now as one
Kids can be cleaned and floors can dry
But sewer trouble makes me cry.
2/22/04
LOL!! That's GREAT!!!
Sewer Trouble
LOL I remember this one!! I think NicknamedBob had some sewer problems that same weekend.
Sewer trouble. Oh no Colonel, I missed this one. Did this happen in your new house? Your beautiful den with the new furniture? How awful. Cute poetry though.