The Ex Drip 0
The drip is no more – it has ceased to be.
No more sleepless nights for me.
Tap, tap… taptaptap….. tap… taptap….
The duvet over the head, the radio on,
At last a rhythm to take me to oblivion.
But the drip is no more. It is an ex drip.
It rained last night. I held my breath….. nothing !
The guttering’s fixed.
The drip is no more. Will I be able to get to sleep without it ?