A euphonium player named Snor
Had water come through every door
and window and toilet (he just couldn't foil it);
His basement is finished no more...
The basement bathroom's new sink
was emitting a noxious, foul stink.
We determined for sure it came up from the sewer,
brown water we better not drink...
Twenty-one hundred square feet
of carpet went out on the street,
pulled up from the floor, thrown out the front door,
the refuse collectors to greet...
Rare vinyl jazz records of Snor's
and hundreds of books and more scores--
The Brubecks and Mahlers, worth thousands of dollars--
were covered by mold and green spores.
While people may think we were cursed,
Our damage was not Franklin's worst.
While somewhat distressing, we count every blessing,
by insurance in part reimbursed.
Drying out slowly but surely...