In the Fridge

There is a dead woman’s food in the fridge, 

And it’s starting to stink.

There’s a dead woman’s food in the fridge,

But no one can bear to get rid of it, 

Either because it is the last part of her,

Or because no one has time.

There is a dead woman’s food in the fridge,

And like her,

It is rotting. 

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