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Not at All like Life | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

Bathroom faucet
has a slow drip.
I can barely see it.

Shorter wife sees it,
wants it fixed now.
I try hard but can’t do it.

Plumber comes,
says it can’t be fixed.
He has a new faucet

and it costs a lot.
Wife wants new faucet.
I say just a minute.

Isn’t old faucet
just like life?
Why not let it drip.

An hour later
we have a new faucet.
Not at all like life.


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