A Blue ToothbrushA Poem by NevilleYou just gotta have a plan don'tcha.....A Blue Toothbrush He left his blue toothbrush Next to hers in the chrome
holder Specifically designed for
toothbrushes A conditioned reflex or what… Nah part of some grand master
plan He knew that blue toothbrush would off set the symmetry She craved and likewise wreck her day Unless of course he removed it He also knew She would very soon phone or text With some garbled message Full of typo’s demanding He get rid without delay He also knew if he submitted or at least appeared to they would end up f*****g
again and all before mid morning
coffee She knew full well he had to be in the office by
nine but had a window in his diary between ten thirty and eleven
fifteen Forty five whole minutes give or take ten travelling on
a bad day She licked her lips and decided to phone around ten twenty just to be on the
safe side She never did like that blue toothbrush anyway © 2018 NevilleAuthor's Note
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