Saturday at IKEA,
Can never be fun,
The crowds and the stress,
That I usually shun,
Furniture to assemble,
All packaged and spun,
But who’ll put me together,
After I’m done?
My new furniture came yesterday!
From IKEA to me, hip hip hooray!
Well, actually, not right to me.
To the closest pick up place, you see,
Which is far away, or pretty far,
At least if you don’t have a car.
I could get a ride off of a friend,
But alas, it’s closed on the weekend.
It’s not a tragedy, but I’m annoyed.
This is just what I wanted to avoid.
Furniture’s here but I can’t get it.
Paid for delivery. Now I regret it.
Learn from this, folks. Having it sent,
Just way too bloody inconvenient.
Didn’t yoo reed strucshuns? Sumfing not rite…