(Written 21 Feb 2021)

Who’s the idiot

who poured hot fat down the drain?

1 am last night

(Good Lord was I insane?)

All I wanted this weekend

Was some peace to write

(Besides this stupid poem

No pen ‘n paper in sight.)

As dirty dishes pile high

I’ve plunged with glee

Twice to shops for de-blocker’s

But not ONE bubble I see

Three different products

I am determined to fix

I end up throwing drain acid

into the crazy mix

It bubbles a bit

( Whoo-hoo who’d think

I could get so much joy

From a clogged kitchen sink?)

Alas, no

Still nooooothing goes down

Oh Good Lord,

noooooo!!!

(I brandish a worried frown)

Did the acid do that?

(Perhaps a plumber

I should attempt to track?)

Definitely NoT!

I will simply NOT give in!

“Who needs a man!”

(My prouder parts win!)

“I can do THIS!”

I’m as determined as can be

I will need to dismantle

the pipes I see

Take a deep breath

My flatmate’s home

He laughs at my plight

(And doesn’t even moan)

Lucky for me

I live with a sweet man

Who helps me sort out my messes

(Whenever he can)

Dismantle we do

Clear out the muck

It’s pretty disgusting

(I mean what the fuck?)

I feel rather proud

I smile a huge grin

I fixed the sink!!!!

(And I didn’t need a gin!)

(Begrudgingly I’ll admit

I had a wee bit of support

But ‘that minor’ detail

Shall not my joy thwart)

And strangely for all

The moaning

Done today

I noticed a calmness

An ever slight attitude change

I still feel rather happy

Not irritated at all

The simple realization

That we all drop the ball

So, lesson learnt:

Got it!

(I won’t forget!!)

If you pour fat down the sink

You WILL live to regret

But maybe the bigger lesson

Learnt today

Is simply staying happy

And being OK

Things will go wrong

I can make mistakes

It’s part of living

For goodness’ sake

Learning to forgive

Laugh and move on

Making enjoying every moment

My daily song