The fridge is full of magnets
From the travels we have made,
Small tokens to remember
All the cities where we've stayed.
It's nice to add a new one
So as soon as I've unpacked,
I squeeze it next to others
Where it's certain to attract.
I sometimes wonder, though, if time
Will be a foe or friend.
Will my fridge run out of room before
My travel days do end?
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