Fridge Love.
Sighs...
The anticipation of beloveds fridge door opens with an oh so sigh-worthy.....
PING! ! ! followed by her own generous....
Sigh
She knows i shall ravish her
She really does not mind
The heart pitter patters as the eyes forage
Bounty hunter.... bessie bunters
Eyes dance as bambi's legs
Through the forest of cheese and things that please
And the odd banana dregs
Then
Chocolate... Coca-cola, all things that
Doth so.... tease
(but im on... yet another diet) so not permitted to eat as i do so please
I hate my skinny family the ones for which i dote
For whom i loving fill said fridge
With things I'd so love to munch
but wont
My mind is starved my stomaches gutted
My soul is crushed and spat
Ill walk away with just
A
Lettuce leaf
Convince my self... that
It is tasty its just devine
It is my just dessert
And watch my child with a big ice-cream
Boy it dunn arf hurt.....
..............................
im a fridge stalker
a fridge stalker
with a well rounded bum
but after three kids and a few happy mo's
i look just like my mum
poem by Karen Sinclair
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Livin In The Fridge
Theres something weird in the fridge today
I dont know what it is
Food I cant recognize
My roommate wont throw a thing away
I guess its probably his
It looks like its alive...
And livin in the fridge... livin in the fridge
Livin in the fridge... livin in the fridge
Theres something dross in the fridge today
Its green and growin hair
Its been there since july
If you can name the object
In that baggie over there
Then mister, youre a better man than i
Its livin in the fridge
You cant stop (dysentary) the mold from growin (dysentary)
Livin in the fridge
Cant tell what (dysentary) it is at all (dysentary)
Livin in the fridge
You cant stop (dysentary) the mold from growin (dysentary)
Livin in the fridge
Tell me, do you think it should be carbon dated
Fumigated or creamated and buried at sea?
You try to save a little bit of youre home cookin
Couple weeks later, got a scary-lookin specimen
It always happens my friend
Again & again & again & again
Somethin stinks in the fridge today
And its been rottin there all week
It could be liver cake or wooly mammoth steak
Well, maybe I should another peek...
Livin in the fridge
You cant stop (dysentary) the mold from growin (dysentary)
Livin in the fridge
Cant tell what (dysentary) it is at all (dysentary)
Livin in the fridge
You cant stop (dysentary) the mold from growin (dysentary)
Livin in the fridge
Livin in the fridge
Dont know what it is, dont know what it is
Livin in the fridge
Dont know what it is, dont know what it is
Livin in the fridge
Dont know what it is at all
Livin in the fridge, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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My Fridge
My fridge has a life of it's own
It's own
Why don't I have a life of my own?
I, plug it in, [that is the fridge]
And still it has a life of it's own
As it whines and sings
It's broken sonatas
So 'postmodern' for a fridge!
I, on the other hand only moan
Sometimes I think it is haunted
Possessed by the ghost of a fridge long dead
Do fridges have souls? , they are too cold
Full of white glossed metal
How can a fridge really feel?
This is getting surreal
But at night all alone
I hear it weeping
Could it be speaking
In 'fridge morse code? '
Filling in the gaps
Between sleeping
And waking
Wondering if life is there for the taking
What it would be like to have a life of my own
yvette m smith great poetess of the uk
april 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Busy Day
Plans for Today
Listen to the doves cooing
Have coffee on the patio
Solve the Mideast crisis
Devise ingenious scheme to make millions
from working out of my home
Stare into the fridge a while
Take a nap
Solve the oil shortage
Come up with that clever comeback, that I couldn’t
Come up with years ago
Study for world lit. exam
Take a nap
Try to remember what it was I forgot to do
Travel back in time a bit
Lament the fact that birds won’t let you pet them
Wonder why people act the way they do
Figure out how the Egyptians built the pyramids
Figure out why
Think about doing some vigorous exercise
Take a nap
Do some serious scratchin’ of a wide assortment of itches
Take a walk and think about jogging
Forget about jogging
Remember how to get back home
Take a nap
Rummage through the fridge
Eat a piece of cheese (after scraping off the blue and green mold)
Decide to vote for the independent candidate next election
Wonder where the heck the day went
Wonder why so many people are fat
Think about good food
Look in fridge again
Pet and praise the pup for poo-ing outside
Eat some sardines and crackers
Remember pleasant people, happy times and warm places
Annoy the parakeets by whistling back at them
Play some tennis (at least in my mind)
Nod off for a bit
Wonder why I have hundreds of channels… and nothing to watch
Escape reality in the comfort of a book
Make up lives for the people I watch at McDonalds and walmart
Push the future as far off into the future as I can
Spend some time feeling sorry for myself
Look in the fridge
Try to write something meaningful
Read it later… delet it
Write something trivial, post it…regret it
Look in the mirror and sigh
Go to bed and read for awhile
Then lie wide awake stare at the ceiling and worry
Make plans for tomorrow..
And sigh
poem by David Whalen
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Don't Fear The Stalker
Real estate has come
Here but now they're gone
Jason doesn't fear the reaper
Nor do Eli, Alex or Taylor
We should be like they are
Come on baby...Don't fear the stalker
Baby take my camera...Don't fear the stalker
We'll be able to walk...Don't fear the stalker
Baby I have your camera
The cake is done
flies came and ate it but now their gone
Jay and Brett
Are together in eternity
Jason's coming every day...watching Jay and Brett
Eli's coming everyday... rebake the cake
Taylor's coming everyday...to watch TLC
Come on baby...Don't fear the stalker
Baby take my camera...Don't fear the stalker
Watching you everywhere...Don't fear the stalker
Watching you forever
The police had come
Here but now they're gone
Came last night of therapy
And it was clear she couldn't walk
The door was open and the cat appeared
The camera flashed and then disappeared
The curtain blew and he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby...then she got off the wheelchair
And then she tripped and fell on him
Then they started to walk out the door
They went forward and said good bye
She had become like they are
She had taken his camera
Then took a picture of them
She had melted his heart of ice
She had taken the cake
She had become like they are
Come on baby...Don't fear the stalker
...Don't fear the stalker
poem by Lilith Rose Reitenbach
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Luck
It's cold outside in the middle of the winter and my brain's in
the fridge
Would you know what shape I'm in
Point things in the better I'm lucky if I even give in to the sin
Would you know what shape I'm in
Chorus:
And it's all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down
Photography mixed in the monogamy keepin' my world happenin'
Would you know what shape I'm in
I know that I'm better when I know that you're better and I'll hold you again
Would you know what shape I'm in
(Chorus)
And it's all been luck until now
I only hope that you'll still want me now
And it's gonna rage it's gonna stay with you always
Every second counts on you to prove you're off the ground
It's cold outside in the middle of winter and my brains in
the fridge
Point things in the better I'm lucky if I even give in to the sin
And it's all been luck until now
And it's all been luck until now
And it's all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down now
It's all been luck until now
Caught in the race of up to down
It's all been luck until now
I only hope that you'll still want me
Forever want me now
Still want me now
Still want me now
Still want me now
song performed by by Fuel
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Night Raider 'Super Wise Hyper Vision
master 'super wise stomach'
store discrete stealth planned
with 'super wise hyper vision'
sly night raid upon fat fridge
choc-a-holic raid on hoard fridge
is among safest master minded
as stealth 'super wise stomach'
plans food cause supply liberation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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From within the Unlit Fridge
If I were asked to name a god,
I'd invent one for chocolate.
For this is the substance,
That puts an end to all sadness.
Late at night, out of the unlit fridge,
I pull a very chocolatey, chocolate cake –
Nothing else in the world could sooth me now.
poem by Mark Pollins
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Apple Incorporation Or Microcomputer Revolution
To Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, Ronald Wayne.
Velours banana
Rainbow apple fridge pear
Highway strawberry
Smog apricot sunlight peach
Snowfall melon leaf cherry
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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A Child's Amaze
amaze, cold amazement
those faces i saw as a child
those faces that can still trap
me between the lines of their
scowls with mere recollections
those cold cold faces that seemed
to have come out of er somewhere
a torture chamber? a lonely prison?
disappointment land?
i did not know hell, too young to know
wonder who first coined cold as hell
could hell be cold anyway?
well then i did not know
much about fridge either
in backward borneo 40 years back
the coldness of people's faces
racked the mind and dissettled
a budding heart mored used to
cajoles and warm embraces
i still see men with
cold cold faces, demeanor
hell, ice, fridge have become
overused, redundant words
to describe such poor souls
i picture them as homo sapiens
who carry an arctic with them
and wonder how they could make
friends and warm them up
cold cold people with cold cold faces
who could cut deeper to the bone
than ice and snow
inspired by
A Child's Amaze
SILENT and amazed, even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his
statements,
As contending against some being or influence.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Things Go Better With Coke #1
Orbison/dees
Roy orbison wants to get together again
Baby, how it hurts to break up, but its so much fun to make up
Lets do the things we used to do, you love me and I love you
Lets talk again, joke again lets get together for a coke again
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Lets relive the date that we just broke, our favorite cafe, the special of the day
The jukebox playing, things go better with coke
Well, waiter, waiter, treat us right, you remember what we like
Shes back again, by my side again, waiter, we want to feel alive again
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
I;m glad we kept the date we almost broke, our favorite cafe, the special of the day
The jukebox playing, things go better with coke
(spoken) you never get tired of its taste coke after coke
Things go better with coke #2
Orbison/dees
Roy orbison takes a break
Stayed out too late, at work at eight, dont wanna wait for that ten o clock break
Big man, if you can, let me go for a coke right now
For things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Ill get caught up if youll let me stop for a coke, a big tall frosty ice cold bottle of coke
Fun goes better with, food goes better with, people go better with coke
The real live one puts extra fun in you and everything you do
Big man, let me take a five minute break, things go better with coke, things go better with coke
(spoken) sometimes on big jobs I drink coke after coke after coke
And I never get tired of the taste
Yeah, things go better with coke
Things go better with coke #3
Orbison/dees
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is fun when youre refreshed and coke refreshes you the best, ah-ah
Fun goes better with, food goes better with, people go better with coke
The real live one puts extra fun in you and everything you do
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is fun when youre refreshed and coke refreshes you the best
So things go better with coca cola, yeah, things go better with coke
Things go better with coke #4
Orbison/dees
C-o-c-a c-o-l-a
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is much more fun when youre refreshed
Food goes better with, fun goes better with, you go better with coke
The real live one puts extra fun in you and everything you do
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with
Things go better with coke
C-o-c-a c-o-l-a
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with.....coke
Things go better with coke #5
Orbison/dees
C-o-c-a c-o-l-a
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is much more fun when youre refreshed
Food and fun and you go better with
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with.....coke
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Watching My Weight
Cakes and pies, you tempt me so
And homemade candies too, you know
I'm trying to watch what I eat
Holidays coming, such a treat
Watching my weight isn't fun
Aroma's from the kitchen, to the fridge I'll run
Coconut cream pies, are my weakness
Don't want to get fat, would cause such bleakness
So all along, I will have to suffer
Refraining from this, is certainly tougher
I walk alot and count my calories
I must refrain from these food galleries!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Chaste the Whip
Chaste the Whip
Try to refrain and rebuild that Erosbridge
cold is the love moving from the flog
all someone adds moves into this fridge
harsh is this streetlife for a strayed dog
Many people are at contradiction
when they say they for love crave
their vita sexualis at damnation
when not hitted or hurt then they rave
Only the drive at will they lack
the first of social codes and rules
they seem to like it all to sack
in loneliness which makes them fools
An answer not mirrored is in sway
a feeling not responded to a lost
and every tick that time just nods away
just seems a pebble more this pond of cost
All someone else does is compensation
a mere attempt to avoid beloved to fail
not a boosting up your selfrelation
then, this love and friendship just another jail
Try to refrain and rebuild that Erosbridge
cold is the love moving from the flog
all someone adds moves into this fridge
harsh is this streetlife for a strayed dog
Madrason 07-02-2008
'If love is a gift at a closed door, than what will it be waiting for! '
Madrason 07-02-2008
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It's mostly Mars Bars and peanuts and cheese and you go to the fridge and there's Red Bull and Beer. It's not like people are holding me down and pouring beer in my face.
quote by Graham Coxon
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051310J my feelings deserted me
picture on the fridge fell off
i pick it up and put in a trash
i went upstairs with glass of
water for you; you're all smile
i ask you how's your shopping
you said it's too tiring, poof
you ask me to unzip your dress
i did; i'm so nauseated but i keep
pretend to be so happy you're home
i even give you your night clothes
i lay like string beans out of hot water
you put your arms and legs around me
all my senses cease; i'm in too much pain
***
story i watch in tv
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Crazy Little Stalker Named Mike
This stalker named Mike he just can't handle it
This stalker named Mike he just can't get over it
He's so loco
Crazy little stalker named Mike
This stalker named Mike (named Mike)
He cries (Like a baby)
In a cradle all night
He screams (whoo hoo)
He moans
He shakes all over like a lunatic
I once kinda loved him
Now I more then kinda hate him
Wish that I could just get rid of him
Crazy little stalker named Mike
There goes his mind
He's losing his grip on reality that's for sure
He drives me crazy
He gives my computer viruses and so much damn spyware
Then he cries when I won't take him back
Breaking out in cool cool sweat
Wondering how he next try to get my attention
Boy needs to learn how to be cool, relax, get off my back
Hit the road Mike
Hitch-hike
And maybe take a fatal ride on the back of a psycho's motorbike
Just leave me the hell alone
Crazy little stalker named Mike
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Without You
Walk around the bathroom
Fill the sink
Wander round the kitchen
And make a drink
To occupy my times my
Only wish
I've rearranged the magnets
On my fridge
Without you now
Without you now
Without you now
Without you now
Just can't make decisions
Think what to do
Turn on my television
And think of you
Splash my face with water
Brush my teeth
Your toothbrush gone from where it
Ought to be
Without you now
Without you now
Without you now
Without you now
Ahh do do do do do
song performed by by Bic Runga from Drive
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What chocolate means to me
The fridge beckons once again
mylove for things sweet is my bane
I think, I reason, but then I surrender,
all good intentions are torn asunder,
in goes, one square, an explosion of taste
the rich hard chocolate melts into a heavenly paste
and as I swirl it around my mouth
east and west and north and south
a shiver runs down my spine
a feeling headier than any wine
I savour every morsel small
and then i relise its not fun at all,
to stop at only one,
the delight has just begun
another takes its place
my senses begin to race,
the dark stuff is too good
would stop short if I could
and before I know it, the bar has almost finished
Im mortified ashamed and anguished
but what can compare to the heady feeling
that send the taste buds reeling
no wine no drink can give that satisfaction
that feeling of quiet elation
that chocolate does provide
other things aside
forget that they go straight to the hips
it brings a smile to the lips
and lights up the eyes of the reciever
soothes, placates, and doesnt aggrieve her
enjoy everything while you can
as for me Ill always be a chocolate fan!
poem by Arti Chopra
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Zebras Crossing The Street
Leaving the whole week behind
Stop the trouble, open your mind.
Is it the life you want to live?
Clear up your mind, zebras crossing the street,
Loosing control, everything is in your hand!
Running around, down the street,
Buying some frozen food, put it in a fridge.
Turn up the music louder.
Leaving the whole week behind
Stop the trouble, open your mind.
Is it the life you want to live?
Clear up your mind, zebras crossing the street,
Loosing control, everything is in your hand!
Running around, down the street,
Buying some frozen food, put it in a fridge.
Turn up the music louder.
Thank god it's friday ...
song performed by by Scooter
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I have the body of an eighteen year old. I keep it in the fridge.
quote by Spike Milligan
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Eyes Wide Shut (Love Poem)
When I close my eyes and listen to
The thlunk of the fridge door,
The burble of water boiled,
The clink of a cup stirred,
The rasp of knife on toast,
The crispness of bacon frying,
The sweetness of butter melting,
The tartness of orange squeezed,
The closeness of breakfast for two,
The rustle of night-time silk,
I am where I love to be,
Close to you.
poem by Ian Beckett
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