The Day the Refrigerator Went Mad

The day the refrigerator went mad Was the day the butcher put out the ad Read to me by my own weirdo stepdad Who was a putz, a reprobate, a cad I was but a boy of ten, just a lad Near the waterfront was our ugly pad Chops only sixty cents, and we were glad Refrigerator on the blink was bad Can you cook them when you get home, dear Chad? It was my mom and she was truly rad Not wanting to make her any more sad Gave her an excuse that was iron-clad Refrigerator yelled “good grief! Egad!” He fixed himself and threw away his mad. Most active frig that we had ever had. I didn’t have to cook, and I was glad!