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#Writeclub #Cliche

The scribbler sat at his easel,

reading between the lines.

It seemed like a literary masterpiece –

but instead of a rose-petal sonnet,

he’d opened a can of worms.

His girlfriend wasn’t talking –

something serious had to be done to repair that bridge

he’d cross that bridge when he got to it….

Published 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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