Cleaning Out the Refrigerator
Where's my aspirin?
My mother's at me again.
The list on my refrigerator door is out dated.
Yes, Ma I know wasting food is a sin.
There's hairy, smelly, and ugly goo in
My cold refrigerator bin.
I could tell you what it was when
It went in.
Ugh! Gloves on. Time to begin.
I know Ma. I gotta learn to do this chore
Weekly through thick and thin.
Open the tin?
I don't think so. I am not getting this on my
Skin.
Much to my Ma's chagrin
I just throw away the has been
In
The container it was in
With my Ma around that's not gonna happen.
Now I have to bleach and wash away the
Bacterin.
Copyright © Bette Bavington | Year Posted 2018
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