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Man for Hire
Copyright Alice E. Steimle - 2003
Watch out for this man, cause he is retired
I'm putting out the word; he can be hired
Just give him anything, perhaps a tool
He'll come by free to clean out your pool

Just the other day, he said we needed a change
Now this L'il Angel thought that was strange
He started looking around the computer room
I just looked, and handed him a broom

I gently sent him out to the shed
I didn't need him messing with my head
I made sure he went with Bear
They didn't stop, nor did they care

Later that night, to my dismay
I heard him coming, I had to pray
My sister said don't give him a hammer
I wonder if she heard all the clammer!
There used to be a sink and wet bar here for me
Where I could store things, like my poetry
Then came the shocker, with a tool in his hand
He started to uninstall it; do you understand

The cabinet doors were still on that thing
So I would help, not mentioning a swing
We finally got it out, just leaving the pipes
I grabbed paper towels and handy wipes

Lord, help me, cause I love this man
Just trying to suggest things, and doing all I can
With an electric saw, he cut around that pipe
Quick, Hon, grab the towels and handy wipe

He didn't see it, but I just knew
That little ole pipe just started and blew
Running as fast as he could go
Shutting the water off down below
Water was all over the place
I went looking for a hiding space
Now this wasn't suppose to be project you see
He was only going change the room for me

He fixed that pipe under the house
Things got quiet, you could hear a mouse
He says he doesn't know what he did wrong
Lord, just give me patience, and make me strong
Later he said, no hot water to be had
Now I was getting rather mad
Going below just one more time
A huge puddle below he did find

Now all night long I was dry as a bone
My throat was weak, but I kept strong
You ask what happened to my wet bar and sink
It's in the garage now, what do ya think