Bette Bavington Poet Rhyme

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.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

John Lawless June 16, 2018 at 8:57 AM Hilarious (not in a political way) Been there.....playing CSI investigator trying to determine....."what it was".... Bette Bavington June 16, 2018 at 2:39 PM Been a CSI investigator for years. Lol. I am sure there are plenty more of us.

Daniel Turner June 16, 2018 at 8:34 AM A very fun read about a very disgusting sounding chore, Bette. Once it lives past the expiration date, it's time to go! Bette Bavington June 16, 2018 at 8:42 AM You are so right. The things that get past me are the ones with out the expiration dates. If nobody is in the mood for it and we decided to fix some thing else it gets moved to the back of my refrigerator. Thus a disgusting chore. Lol.