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When things grow legs

A poem on irritation by inky

A rant on Flat Pack Furniture

I

The planning was meticulous

you bought it from the store

the storage unit of your dreams

that gave space and so much more

It came with an Allen Key

II

Into the empty room you stood

and looked at the jigsaw bits

no standard screws for this job

you have to use what fits

Clue…it came with an Allen Key

III

So you start with pre assembly

wood dowels at each end of the planks

another piece of the puzzle

you are grateful and give thanks

No need for an Allen Key

III

But then the magma bubbles

as you’re looking in the sealed bag of screws

there’s something that you need right now

and you can’t come to terms with the news

Where’s the Allen Key?

IV

It seems that the item needed to fix part A to B

has grown itself some handy wings and decided to flee

what’s annoying is that others you would use instead

do not fit the holes drilled in the screw head.

SO….WHERES THE ALLEN KEY ?

V

Modern day furniture – “so easy to handle”

burning both ends of your patience’s candle

so you hammer the screws to the holes there in three

and sit down and enjoy a hot , sweetened tea.

By inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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