Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Water Be Warm, Please.

Oh, how I miss my hot water.

Oh, how I never appreciated your warmth.

For even when I want the shower to be cold,

I need you to take the edge off.

Last night I learned the error of my ways.

The fact I should bow down and thank the Gods and Edwin Ruud for your existence.

The pilot went out on the hot water heater again.

The water was as cold as a mountain spring.

The children screamed from the shock.

They handled it much better than I.

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