The Uncool Kitchen
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
My kitchen is a clone of me,
and at its very heart
hums one cold, stainless giant,
covered in graffiti art.
Refrigerator magnets. {wince}
They do not make me proud.
Unhip, uncool, oft-parodied,
mocked freely and aloud.
My critics can be merciless,
yet I am undeterred.
Some twisted slave inside me
clings to every magnet word.
HOME RULES: These rules are lengthy,
unoriginal, and lame.
But everyone who sees my fridge
must read them all the same.
If Grandma Makes Life Beautiful,
and Love Is Spoken Here,
then Life is but a Song to Sing.
Blech! {gagging on good cheer}
No worries. Home Is Where the Hugs Are.
Family Warms Our Hearts.
There’s No Friend Like a Sister.
Home is Where Your Story Starts.
Time Flies. (It does; I’m almost done.)
Snap Out of It, you say?
I’ll try, but When It Rains, It Pours,
and magnets Seize the Day!
Tags: humor, kitchen, refrigerator magnets, tongue-in-cheek humor
