Sometime after the boys were abed,
Presumed asleep,
We heard a crash and investigated.
The ceiling fan light cover had smashed.
We heard rumor of a son kicking the fan….
This has never, of course, been allowed.
We cleaned up the glass.
Told said son he would pay for the damage.
And Phil told of his growing years,
When he, too, was long on intelligence
And short on common sense.
The disaster ended as well as could be hoped.
And when I went to order a replacement,
Beyond all hope, the glass is covered under warranty.
Free.
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