A Confession Of Greed. Poem by SY Wong ...

My refrigerator is my machine
Where all my 'greeds' are confined
Greedy lemon
Greedy flour
Greedy butter
Greedy cheeses
Greedy sausages
Greedy vegetables of all kinds
Greedy spices of all kinds
Greedy! And more, more than greed can hold!

Greedy mouths to feed
This I'm pleased!

One day, my refrigerator said to me, 'bong..bong..bong..bong..bong'
'That's enough! '
'Surrender! 'I can't take it anymore! '
'Burned out I am! '

Slowly and with reluctance, I removed all my greedy things
Learning of what I have to get rid
Is the reed of my greed
And glanced at my fridge and said
Sorry, yes, I have been insane!