The Art of Balancing on a Ladder

Heavy objects, precariously pitched
Pipe wrenches, 180 degree water
Small screwdrivers, even smaller parts
All of this I'm up against
Still thinking of you and that summer dress
Holding hands on the way to the Lion King

Frozen by Madonna, stuck in my head
A never ending loop, can't get this thing apart
Without losing my balance
Can't go home until I get this thing apart
Put this thing back together again
Pray it doesn't leak

Folded into a pretzel between a strut hanger
A hot piece of metal, trying to reach around
Thinking of how I should have said that thing
How I should have just manned up and said
Wishing I had an extra arm, was taller
Wishing for a less wobbly ladder to stand on