Hey little fridgy-widgy,
Where’s my fishy-wishy?
Is it hiding in the back,
Or lost in a crack?
Let me at it,
Gonna grab it,
With a mini fridge attack.
Eww, its swathed in icky mold,
But the fish was not that old.
I assert that you must
Shake off all your rust.
Don’t you ditch me,
Fridgy-widgy;
Say you’ll always keep food cold.
You say you’ve lost...
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