Magnetic Poetry

I love my fridge. I stand in front of it often, with the door hanging open. I open the fridge between thirty and fifty times a day, easily. I like to look every once in a while to see if anyone has put anything in it since I opened it last. Or taken anything out. In which case, they will answer to me, because I am something of a fridge warden. I am The One Who Cooks in the house, so therefore the fridge is my domain.

Now, I find myself standing in front of it because of a recent purchase I made. I ordered, against the little voice in my head that tells me I’m going to be picking up all these tiny magnets, pulling them from the baby’s mouth and out of the belly of dust bunnies under the fridge. I LOVE magnetic poetry and I got so excited when my Magnetic Poetry (For Poets Edition!) arrived in the mail the other day.

I find poetry written about him everywhere.

I find poetry written about him everywhere.

 

I think I’m going to get the master kit with ALL the words. Ooh, this is gonna be fun! – xoxo : )

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