Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “back of the fridge.” Write the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “back of the fridge.” Enjoy!
In the back of the frig
Where nobody goes,
I found a package
That I must have unfroze.
Its label is marked
Clearly 3 months before,
It seems now MY job
For a ‘freshness’ explore.
The contents emit
No off-putting smell,
The top is mold-free,
This much
I can tell.
The mystery food
Now demands a slight taste,
I know it’s a sin
For good food to waste.
Courage is measured
By chances we take,
But my stomach’s a coward
So, my hands start to shake.
The phone starts to ring
A reprieve from my plight!
I shove that stuff back
And loosened the light.
If you’re a big snacker
By all means reach way in,
But this girl has learned
Not to do that again!
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I love this! And can relate…
Thanks! LOL
The back of the fridge, as you so aptly describe it, is an alternate universe, where you enter at your own peril.
🤣 some have ventured there never to be seen again. 😁
I’d have trashed it. No fun playing with one’s health
That’s my go to decision too.
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Well done that a great poem and take on the prompt!💜
The fun part was that it was totally spontaneous. Thanks!
And that the whole point 💜
When in doubt, throw it out. (I don’t always follow this rule, but it’s safe.)
I agree. Thanks. 😁
ahahaha that was amazing. i loved it!
Quite spontaneous too. LOL
Much appreciated. 🥰