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Epistrophe

Epistrophe; being the repetition of a word at the end of successive clauses or sentences.

When you’re the first one in on Monday morning
And there’s no fresh milk in the fridge
Yes, it’s trivial and yes, it’s a small thing
Who would have thought we’d miss that

When you realise your mug is not in the cupboard
And it must still be in the washer
So you have to drink out of a mug that’s brand-coloured
Who would have thought we’d miss that

When everyone around you seems to be on a call
And you need to concentrate so you book out a meeting room
But the noise comes through the plasterboard wall
Who would have thought we’d miss that

When your lunch comes out smelling unnatural
So cautiously you sniff inside the microwave
And you realise that someone has used it to cook mackerel
Who would have thought we’d miss that

You’re on a call with clients and – yep, it’s a fire drill
And then you must walk down nine flights of stairs
Nine more back up and you’re more tired still
Who would have thought we’d miss that

We piss and we moan about work, yeah, but actually?
There’s something to be said for the buzz of the workplace
They’re more than just colleagues – some are our family
And no-one thought that we’d miss them like that.

Epistrophe; being the repetition of a word at the end of successive clauses or sentences. Technically I am not sure that I have met the criteria here, but it was inspired by epistrophe so I kept the title.

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