Brick Lain

A Work In Process

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I leant against my kitchen wall

When emptying the bin

I felt the slightest movement

As if the wall was caving in

To my surprise I saw a gap

Just below my window frame

It seemed a brick was moving house

I said “hello what’s your game?”

Pointless talking to a brick

No sign of sorry! Or excuse

Why would it leave a perfect-fit

A one-off brick is not much use use

I called the wife to help me out

As I locked my garden gate

“Bring a trowel and mortar mix,

You’re going nowhere ‘brick’ my mate”

Out she came at rapid speed

I could only stand and stare
Tucked the brick in nice and tight
Such a wonderful repair

“Phew!” I said, “a close run thing
Good job I had it spotted”

The wife returned a wicked stare

“Clear this mess up then get knotted”