Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Fridge Poetry

I've just moved house. Left my mark on the previous fridge:

Get between people who

Scream rock 'n' roll
Heavy, drunk, raucous and wild
Cranking it loud
One anthem of love

Up there along with: 

I smell like jam

And the rather poignant:

My song is only music

Eat power
Drink slowly

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