His Fridge

His Fridge Sometimes I’m afraid to open the door! . Half a lemon..dried up and sad. A carton of noodles that smell pretty bad. Some sour cream gone shockingly green. A tomato with quite an unhealthy sheen. Some carrots that seem to be growing hair. Last year’s fruitcake a friend brought to share. Two slices of pizza from last weeks big bash. I think that plate must be Gram’s corned beef hash. Way in the back theres a jar with one pickle. I’d think about eating it if I wasn’t so fickle. Six bottles of soy sauce and one salad dressing. If he doesn’t get sick its one of God’s blessings. Go get your coat, we’re eating out.