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Meal ticket

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Sometimes the pub is a jolly good idea after a long & harrowing day.... Or so some say...
 
.
 
 
The door shuts behind ,
key turns, footsteps 
stravege after 
a tedious shift;
 
eyes lift up  
then revert back 
to telly, magazine, 
PS3 and tablet. 
 
The dining table 
is empty yet cluttered 
inhabited by non-edible 
non-essential stuff.
 
"There should be 
something or other 
in the fridge," 
a mouth points.
 
"Got that, thanks." 
Footsteps stravege back,
that's what it feels like 
to be a meal-ticket.
 
The door slams shut.
 
 
 
 
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<Deleted User> (6895)

Fri 10th May 2013 21:55

good one Guv'nor!xx

<Deleted User> (9882)

Thu 9th May 2013 23:48

'something in the fridge'-
a mouth silently tells a stomach?

great poem nevertheless Frederick.x

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