The Ex Drip

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,
Tap..tap..tap..tap..tap…..
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 ?

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