Spilling Milk..... [OOPS! ; refrigerator accident; personal]
I may have caused a great big mess.
If I knew for sure I did it, I would confess.
SOMEONE placed an open carton on its side.....
in refrigerator, and from the carton milk did slide.
I DO confess I put it on its side, but NOT so it would spill.
I wanted to blame my wife for THAT, but perhaps I need a memory pill....
to give me one of those memories of which I’ve heard ……
which allows a person to remember their life word-for-word.
I don’t like to run out of milk for my cereal or “hot” drink.
We have a full-sized refrigerator; it should be good for two, don’t you think?
TWO people that is, and, in this case, two half-gallons of milk as well.
But my wife has it crammed with stuff; the identity of some I cannot tell.
So when I’m running low on milk, I stop at the nearby grocery store.....
to buy more milk, and sometimes carrots, and bananas. Sometimes more.
I put the unopened carton of milk in “its spot” in the fridge door,
and I place almost-empty carton on its side (on other “stuff”) so it will not pour........
I’ve done it before with no problem and heard no complaints.
[I guess I’m lucky to have a wife who puts on me (ha ha) few restraints.]
But a few days ago something in our kitchen went horribly wrong,
and I’ve been ordered to write a poem about it: “AND MAKE IT LONG! ”.
I guess it probably WAS my fault completely after all. Okay! I confess.
BUT, .... not trusting me with the job (I guess) , MY WIFE cleaned up the mess.
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