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The Refrigerator

I used to be so clean and proud of myself, In my youthful days, Good looking and so cool, Just seem neglected now, It’s affected me so much, That voices from my inner self, Keeps me awake all the time, There’s no let up from them, No rest! Constantly calling for help, They say that they are being strangled, By something furry and grouse, Growing all around them, Sucking all the strength and life from them, They say they don’t even like, Living inside me anymore, I’m dirty and horrible they say, They would rather be thrown into the garbage bin, Than a dark and disgusting place like this, It’s a living hell! Something is eating away at me, It seems to be taking over, “Is there any hope for us? Could we ever escape from this? Become clean once again. Contest name A Tribute to a major Appliance Sponsor Mary Oliver Rotman 03/10/2015

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Date: 2/20/2016 5:29:00 AM
Wow! Great personification, Wendy. Thank you for sharing. Elaine
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Wendy Rycroft
Date: 2/20/2016 11:23:00 AM
Hi thank you Elaine for for reading my poems x Wendy
Date: 10/18/2015 10:46:00 AM
Dear Wendy Lol hey tell your frig, it's not alone we should introduce it to mine, they'd make a nice couple the two of them, love the tone and feeling of this, it's honest realism, thanks for the sharing and thanks for your comment on mine, cheri
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Wendy Rycroft
Date: 10/18/2015 4:27:00 PM
This fridge was my sons, I went round one day and thought It could do with a clean, it was very fungussey x so I cleaned it, It was just like the poem LOL x thanks xxxx Wendy

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