PRO-ARTICULATED LADDERS 

(for those who feel the shopping catalogues overstate their products.

Image: allthe sky.com)

 

Insomnia wakes the dreamer,

 Blinking through double-glazed eyes,

 Up from the warmy bed

She searches winter’s frosty skies.

Padding across carpeted floors,

 Past polished dresser

And out of the door,

 She carries her pro-articulated ladder.

Up against the eves they go,

 With heated gloves and bunion protectors,

In the ultimate winter boots,

She’s  equipped with solar reflectors.

She climbs the heavens

Into the stars

With Dupers of Shoppers

Catalogued ladders.

In eleven locking positions

She reaches each constellation,

 Rearranging the pattern

To allow the cleaning of Saturn. 

Changing starry lights to everlasting bulbs

On ladders  cost effective

 She polishes moons mirrors

Until they’re highly reflective.

Then, sitting on a bonus platform,

She shakes her feather duster-

So falling parts of remnant stars

Create a luminous new cluster.