On Wednesday I got to wondering
if there was perhaps a poem
underneath the wash-house basin.
With considerable effort and not a little pain
I disconnected the outflow and peered down the drain
This is not the end - because
I was unable to reconnect
and worse.
When I washed my hands then pulled the plug
I wet my feet.
Sean Joyce
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-wet-wednesday/
