You’re home alone and in a stew.

Things fall apart, but what to do?

Your shower drips. Your toilet, too.
The plumber comes and has no clue
Except to send you quite a bill.
They still are dripping, dripping still.

The door that holds your stuff is stuck.
The key’s I pieces. What bad luck!
Your checkbook’s hostage, locked inside.
Can’t pay your bills. Nowhere to hide.

But who will help? Whoever can?
Well just call Jeff, the fix-it-man!
Of course he’ll come, and in a jiffy.
He’ll fix it right and it’s not iffy.

And even though it takes awhile
He’ll have it finished with that smile.
No wonder he’s the one we savor.
He thinks you’re doing him a favor!