I don’t know why
I found myself
In utter turmoil
Mild shock
Nay, hilarity
At the minor
Inconvenience and
Sheer inevitability
Of a favourite
Royal blue hair tie
Accidentally dropped
By our darling child
Into the toilet
(Not a fresh bowl
I hasten to add)
My better half
To my horror
Actually
Had to physically
Restrain me
From the automatic
Reflex of reaching in
To fish it out
Just to stop the
Wailing and
Gnashing of yet
Unbrushed teeth
Opting instead
For a hasty flush
As both object lesson
And disincentive
For the child
And our plumbing
Hoping to avoid
An encore of items
Carelessly tossed
Sewerward.
What is this world
Coming to?
It seems I cannot even
Take a two-minute shower
Without some fresh
Crisis brewing.
But what is this?
Ah, yes. Now I see.
Tuesday – my old
But persistent
Nemesis.
We meet once again.
Katherine Shirley 