Day 25: Subject Is Bloodied, But Unbowed.

'Twas rainy, and a sullen morn
Did fret and make me frown
All fractious was my second born
And the first was like a clown

Beware the heater leak, my child!
With seams that spring and steam that's hot
Beware the spreading pool, gone wild
A fun time, it is not.

She took her laundry in her hand
And tried in vain the flow to staunch
Alas, the rupture was too grand
So she gave up, and had some lunch

And while she ate her meager fare
She pondered deep her case
And called a plumber to come there
Forthwith, and with all haste

One-two, one-two, oh what to do?
A new appliance I may require
The other's dead, and in my head
Are thoughts of woe and tire.

Hath thou cleaned the basement floor?
I praise thee much, oh weary one
There's more to do, alas it's true
But at least the one job's done.

'Twas rainy, and a sullen morn
Did fret and make me frown
All fractious was my second born
And the first was like a clown