Engagement Ring Bling #9

or If I Don’t Get Married Soon I’m Going to Blow a Fuse

 

This week’s ring is a shade less glamorous than my original doorknob style. A little more utilitarian if you will. No cheap diamond for me. No cubic zircon, no siree! This week’s ring is 100% Pyrex, American made, patent number 1930. There’s a bit of a tale to go with it:

 

 

 

 

This is a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

 

 

This is the coffee what made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the tap what wouldn’t pour

The water for coffee that made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

 

 

This is the pump way beneath floor

What fills the tap what wouldn’t pour

The water for coffee that made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the fuse what worked so poor

To power the pump beneath the floor

What fills the tap what wouldn’t pour

The water for coffee that made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

This is the panel with the rusty door

That holds the fuse what worked so poor

To power the pump beneath the floor

What fills the tap what wouldn’t pour

The water for coffee that made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

 

 

This is the basement so scary and old

That keeps the panel with the rusty door

That holds the fuse what worked so poor

To power the pump beneath the floor

What fills the tap what wouldn’t pour

The water for coffee that made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

These are the stairs so hard and cold

That lead to the basement so scary and old

That keeps the panel with the rusty door

That holds the fuse what worked so poor

To power the pump beneath the floor

What fills the tap what wouldn’t pour

The water for coffee that made me rush

To find the toilet what wouldn’t flush

That sits in a house on the Mersey.

 

This week’s post is dedicated to Bernard and Gail, without whom I would have had a most unhappy weekend in Milton.

(c) Judy Parsons 2012

 

 

 

 

 

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