A Single Girl’s Fridge

What’s that she sees
A bed of moss
Atop of slimy soupy stock
And half a sandwich now gone stale
An open can of flat ginger ale
She smells a stench
May start her pukin’
She never got around to cookin’
Oh tonight she’s got a dinner date
Cleanin’ now will make her late
She shuts the door cause she’s not willin’
For anything right now but chillin’

dVersepoetspub.com prompt…just chillin’ with a poem about the fridge.

 

 

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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13 Responses to A Single Girl’s Fridge

  1. Waltermarks says:

    I remember those days, being single, eating out, messy fridge. Oh wait, the messy fridge never did change, lol

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  2. lillian says:

    Chuckling I am! …. ah that carefree life of the young….hopefully her mother won’t visit in the morrow! 🙂 Fun one!

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  3. Oh I so wish I could also ignore that messy fridge! I loved her carefree attitude 🙂

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  4. kim881 says:

    I can just imagine that fridge! Nicely done, Mary.

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  5. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like chillin’ rather than willin’ to clean the fridge.

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  6. Kathy Reed says:

    Reminds me when my father would get angry with my mother when something turned bad in the frig. He needed to be chillin’..

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  7. Maybe we could find a middle way, like having at least some wine and cheese to chill the better.

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  8. Sue Anderson says:

    My husband would not be chillin’ after looking at that fridge. Me, on the other hand? I might not even notice, lol.

    Like

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