My Thingamajig

Problems can be small;

Problems can be big.

I'm having a problem

With my thingamajig.

Too much information,

Some might say.

But it's a kind of problem

You can't wish away.

When they are new,

They work like a dream.

Everything flows

In a steady stream.

But as they get older,

Like many things--I swear--

They start showing

A lot of wear and tear.

I'm sure you could

Make a funny quip;

But it isn't funny

When they start to drip.

One could try to stop

The dripping with one's hand.

But obviously,

It won't go as planned.

I often wonder what

Freud might have said.

The problem's not unique;

It's fairly widespread.

It really doesn't help

To squeeze it or strike it.

Where can I find

Another one just like it?

There HAS to be someone

Who could repair it.

Or do I have to

Simply grin and bear it?

I can't ignore the problem;

It won't disappear.

Darn! A LEAKY FAUCET

Is SUCH a pain in the rear!

(3-18-17) By Bob B