Never did work that well,
Some bleeding is needed, I've conceded,
But there is more to tell,
I don't think it e'er will really work well,
Something about the pipes,
The way they meander like nothing planned,
And the gurgling noise they make day and night,
Feeling it now, it sure wants to be hot,
But it's just hung metal,
Using water that could be better placed,
Like in my tea kettle,
But, not its fault!
Look, 'stead, at its maker,
There's naught one can do that one cannot do,
Unless you are a very good faker.
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