I tried the light switch,
No light did appear,
Seems I'll need the help,
Of an electrical engineer,
I called several firms,
I sought one of their men,
Then found one with time,
He'll be there by Ten,
He came with a lad,
His apprentice I suppose,
Toolbox, multi-meter,
And bright working clothes,
I showed him the light,
And then the switch,
Ten seconds later,
Fixed without a hitch,
I feel such a fool,
And I should have known,
Then simply replaced,
The fuse which had blown,
Then his work order,
Signed in the right place,
I waved from the door,
With egg on my face,
Now I have light,
Then I can begin,
To write more rhymes,
That come from within,
I think of a word,
And then an idea,
Then as if by magic,
My ramblings appear,
A quick break for dinner,
Some call it lunch,
My wife brings a coffee,
I kiss honey bunch,
I write for the pleasure,
Some find it funny,
What else is the point,
'Cos it won't make much money.
