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That Quiet Kilbride Inn

That Quiet Kilbride Inn
Caitlin Smith-Murphy

She could not decide
What sofa she wanted, or whether she should move to Kilbride
To escape the neighbours’ calls of who’s moved away and who has died.

All she wanted was peace and quiet
But all of a sudden the house was not quite…
Right she decided she had to go, she would leave at first light.

It wasn’t so simple
The rumours would follow and smiles would simper
“She wasn’t quite right… after it,” they would whisper.

Over glasses of rum and gin
And the glass bottles already in the bin
She would tell their golden love story in that quiet Kilbride inn.