The Drippin'

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I wandered weak and weary,
Overheard a quaint and curious dripping on the shower floor,
While I prodded, nearly slipping, suddenly there came more dripping,
As of some water faintly rapping, rapping on my shower floor.
`'Tis some water,' I muttered, `tapping at my shower floor -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I'm recalling water was in the shower falling,
And each separate dying droplet wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I reached for the knob; - hopeful I had sought to clob(ber)
From my shower to cease the dripping - dripping for the annoyer -
For the rare and pestering drippage which I could hear through my door -
Dripping there for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of the shower curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic power never felt before;
So that now, to still the dripping of my shower, I stood reaching
`'Tis some turning to cease the dripping on my shower floor -
Some more turning to cease the dripping on my shower floor; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
Turn, did I, or begin, the wrong direction to explore;
Then the fact is water slapped me, and so gently not was tapping,
And so faintly screaming, slapping, rapping to the shower floor,
That I scarce was so foolish - here I opened wide the door; -
Wetness there, and nothing more.

Back into my bedroom turning, all my soul within me churning,
Soon inside I heard a laughing somewhat more amused than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely this is something at my humor's lattice;
Let me see then, what silly is, and this humor to explore -
Let my clothes be wet this moment and dryness soon explore; -
'Tis me drenched and nothing more!'

AKA - The shower was dripping, I reached in, I turned the handle the wrong way, and suddenly found myself drenched:-)