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My fridge is a space ship – A poem

My Fridge is a Space Ship it's a blue fridge with a little yellow smiling creature sitting next to it
Not the real fridge, and that’s not me! Original image from Alexas_Fotos on Pixabay

My Fridge is a Space Ship

My fridge is a spaceship.

I hear it land

In the middle of the night

When it thinks that no-one’s listening.

Bang! Bang! Whir! Clank!

Shudder, shudder….



Don’t let the humans hear.

My fridge is a spaceship.

Why do I never see it leave?
Where does it go?
And why does it come back??

©Cathie Tufnail

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