Deep In Our Refrigerator
by Jack Prelutsky
Deep in our refrigerator, there's a special place
For food that's been around awhile... We keep it, just in case.
"It's probably too old to eat," my mother likes to say.
"But I don't think it's old enough for me to throw away."
It stays there for a month or more to ripen in the cold'
And soon we notice fuzzy clumps of multi-colored mold.
The clumps are larger every day, we notice this as well;
But mostly what we notice is a certain special smell.
When finally it all becomes a nasty mass of slime,
My mother takes it out, and says, "Apparently, it's time."
She dumps it in the garbage can, though not without regret,
Then fills that space with other food that's not so ancient yet.
Yep. Enough said.