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December 26, 2013

 

 

 

 

Concerned about

their blocked up sink,

that is slow to empty,

and has a stink.

 

She awoke not having

slept, but a wink,

knowing again he’d scratch

his head and think.

 

Like yesterday, when he said

‘you need a plunger’.

Then just wandered off,

as if one, she could conjure

 

miraculously, out of the blue,

like some super magician  –

His lazed remark,

causing much contrition!

 

 

So before more pearls of wisdom

he could offer today.

She rang the plumber,

who said ‘he was on his way’.

 

 

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