refrigerator poetry

[goldfish42]

On my fridge:

See Spot spit at the pit.
See him drool in the pool.
Why did he spit?
Why did he drool?
No, Spot, no.
No, no, no.
Bad dog. Bad Boy.
Snot does not go there.
It does not!

(I love the way random shuffling of words inspires bizarre and surreal combinations.)