A fridge woke up in a sunny day Only to hear the old man say As useless as a fridge can be Broken and beaten can you see
Across the street lay an oven Broken and beaten as outspokened Bad was the bargain, cruel was the jargon Dirty was the oven, splattered with onion
The fridge knew what he got to do To unscrew her bad review Passing down the streets he went through After some more bangs in the avenue
The oven noticed, she was scared Scared to be replaced with the brand new The Fridge cleaned her onion residue She said, thank you, my friend
The fridge finally felt warmth after all his life carrying a freezing heart The oven felt refreshed thenceforth They comforted each other thenceforth