The elevator doesn’t go all the way to the top,
the maintenance man blames it on faulty wiring.
It will start, sometime stutter, then stop.
After a time, it gets old and quite tiring.
Some wires were crossed,
all functions were lost.
A short circuit ensued,
all the exits were secured.
All because of faulty wiring.
The porch light is on, but flickers all night,
I believe it’s got to be some faulty wiring.
We had an electrician out to try and make it work right.
He made it worse,
it flickered faster, and he said with a curse,
he didn’t know how to fix my faulty wiring.
So, we decided to throw a 70’s style strobe light party.
With rock and roll music in the background playing loudly,
we decided to make the best of our faulty wiring.
The car won’t start on a chilly winter morning,
when I turn the key, it just clicks at me,
then gives me a yellow idiot light that says: WARNING.
My mechanic checked it out, and you know what it’d be,
yes sir, that’s right, it was caused by some faulty wiring
I knew it might cost a lot to repair,
so I didn’t ask, I would not be inquiring,
I didn’t want to think about it, I didn’t want to go there.
Another day ruined by faulty wiring.
The house down the street caught on fire the other day,
everyone got out safely and the whole house didn’t burn down.
The family felt they were lucky,
no one was hurt, and was glad it stayed that way
When the town fire marshal came around,
he needed to investigate the cause of this near catastrophe.
It was no surprise to him what had been transpiring,
he wrote in his report what the obvious cause to be,
“Blaze was the result of faulty wiring.”
There are some folks that you wonder what they use for a brain,
sometimes they flicker in and out.
When asked a question they seem like it’s far too great of a strain.
Their thoughts won’t start to form or are incomplete,
You can see with their eyes all filled with doubt.
While some put on a real good pretense,
I’m afraid their stupid ideas make no sense.
There are those among us that go out screaming in the street,
like raving lunatics with no clue at all.
At some point, intelligence came calling,
and they missed the damn call.
Their mind was somewhere else wandering,
perhaps incapable of correctly working.
In my humble opinion, it’s my belief,
like everything else that causes too much grief.
They just might be afflicted with “faulty wiring.”
After a successful career as a Senior Designer working with international mining companies, William David is retired now and living in Tucson, Az. He likes spending time now devoted to his passion: writing poetry. William writes for his pleasure and for the pleasure of those who might read his poems.