When the Steam's Turned On

 

  When the Steam’s Turned On.

 

 

No more, no more we’re feeling sore, no more we fret and fume,

No more we sit with woolen mitt, in silence and in gloom

And wait to hear the click of cheer, excuse pro and con,

We live again like other men,

     The steam’s turned on!

 

No more we walk the streets and talk of plumbers dull and slow,

No more we rear and loudly smear, not knowing where to go.

No more we rail when prayers fail – the sun at last has shone;

Heat conquers gloom in Phillip’s room,

     The steam’s turned on!

 

Jan. 1, ’09.