Sighs... <br />The anticipation of beloveds fridge door opens with an oh so sigh-worthy..... <br />PING! ! ! followed by her own generous.... <br />Sigh <br />She knows i shall ravish her <br />She really does not mind <br /> <br />The heart pitter patters as the eyes forage <br />Bounty hunter.... bessie bunters <br />Eyes dance as bambi's legs <br />Through the forest of cheese and things that please <br />And the odd banana dregs <br /> <br />Then <br />Chocolate... Coca-cola, all things that <br />Doth so.... tease <br />(but im on... yet another diet) so not permitted to eat as i do so please <br /> <br />I hate my skinny family the ones for which i dote <br />For whom i loving fill said fridge <br />With things I'd so love to munch <br />but wont <br /> <br />My mind is starved my stomaches gutted <br />My soul is crushed and spat <br />Ill walk away with just <br />A <br />Lettuce leaf <br />Convince my self... that <br />It is tasty its just devine <br />It is my just dessert <br />And watch my child with a big ice-cream <br />Boy it dunn arf hurt..... <br /> <br />.............................. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />im a fridge stalker <br />a fridge stalker <br />with a well rounded bum <br />but after three kids and a few happy mo's <br />i look just like my mum<br /><br />karen sinclair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fridge-love/
