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Nov 30, 2011

Burning Fridge

I recall
Years down the ladder of time,
When our maid opened the fridge,
It had moist vapours ensuing
And
She alarmed all present there
Hello all come and see,
The fridge is burning.

We all laughed at her simplicity,
The maid was shunning.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: ROU

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13 years 5 months ago

In reply to by yenti

Hello sir

we all miss you...
when in Australia you come across my mentor
Richards...
please pay my regards to him too
he is an Englishman with an Aussie wife
she likes Australia that's why he lives there.
Best wishes and regards..
Do return soon.

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13 years 5 months ago

In reply to by yenti

RICHARD HARRISON
and he stays in some place called Sydney may be Melbourne
may be not
his wife is ma'am Ann
and the INTERNET mentor was then 79
God bless
don't waste any more energy
at your age ,you have done enough.
Thanks Ian

wesley snow

The last line however confuses me. I'm not sure I get it. istan