Lately I’ve been trying to quit spending ridiculous amounts on lunch (oh lunch, how I love you so!) and so I’ve been bringing leftovers in, and heating them. At work, our microwave is on top of our fridge. On our fridge, there are many, many fridge magnets. Poetry fridge magnets. Kiwi slang specific poetry fridge magnets.

You can see where this is going. In the two minutes a day I spend in front of the microwave, I managed to create this:

Ahh fridge magnets. Indulging bad poets everywhere. :)