The leaking tap dripped all night <br />Tip tip tip <br />Sleep took a flight <br />Dream couldn’t reap! <br /> <br />First thing next morn <br />A plumber I must call <br />How I scorn <br />The goddamned tap its nightlong fall! <br /> <br />Poor tap has a mind of its own <br />Screwed at men’s free will <br />Left in dripping groan <br />Its pain who can feel! <br /> <br />Yet it doesn’t bend <br />Will fill the bucket <br />When the plumber will mend <br />Valve and socket!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tap-3/
