Business Cards - Poem by Edwina Reizer

People have those business cards
printed every day.
They give them out to others
who mostly throw them away.

Some have magnets on the back.
You can find them everywhere.
I use them to hold pictures up
and yeah, I know they're there.

But I don't ever read them.
I've forgotten who they're from.
There's even one with my name.
My refrigerator is overcome.