I cheated when I went to the electrician school.
I don’t know what I’m doing, I am truly a fool.
I always screw up every house that I wire.
When the power is turned on, people scream “Fire!”

I connect 110 volt wires to 220 outlets and 220 to 110.
When people see my work, they never hire me again.
I was foolish when I decided to wire my house too.
As it burned, I realized that it was a stupid thing to do.

I’ve been sued two hundred and fifty times and soon it will be two hundred and fifty-one.
When I rewired a man’s house who had no insurance, he shot me in the ass with a gun.
I have something to say and I’m sure that you’ll agree.
If you want a house that you can keep, don’t hire me.

(This is a fictional poem.)