Workaholic had been his usual bag
Long suffering girlfriend had been her tag
Accountants reckoned him a millionaire
Travelling countless worldwide miles in the air
Now inspiration had deserted him
He was doubting when, where, how to begin
So far his typewriter had not been used
Glancing at it, he shrugged, slightly bemused
Then remembered finding Beth's gold earring
Knowing, without doubt, their love...
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