A trip to the fridge
A monosyllabic poem

It had been quite a long time since I’d had food so I went to the fridge to see what was in there.
There were eight eggs, some old rice and new fruit… some soy sauce and spice.
Not quite what I want to taste at this time.
One door up, the cold food North, I found the right treat —
Got me a scoop of mint choc chip ice-cream.
Thank you to Christian Bök & the #PoetryInVoice newsletter for this prompt!
Write a short story (no more than 200 words) about any event of your choice, but do so, using only words of one syllable (none of which can exceed 5 letters in length) — perhaps something like this excerpt from Robinson Crusoe by Mary Godolphin:
When we had set sail but a few days, a squall of wind came on, and on the fifth night we sprang a leak. All hands were sent to the pumps, but we felt the ship groan in all her planks, and her beams quake from stem to stern; so that it was soon quite clear there was no hope for her, and that all we could do was to save our lives.
Notice that I really tripped up there because I couldn’t say freezer, which had more than one syllable. That definitely made it a lot more fun to write.
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