#WDYS
The rain had stopped when the locksmith arrived
two sheepish lovebirds sat outside his latest job
they were looking a bit worse for wear
sat slightly damp on the garden bench
but quite how they’d managed to,
mistake car key for house key
was anybody’s guess
what was certain was he’d be eating well tonight
two sets of keys, two locks, and a call out charge
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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