WH 407 Kit

Here is a fun poem about a kitchen that I cleaned this last summer. It was the dirtiest that I had ever come across, and I felt that it merited a poem. WH stands for west hall, 407 the appartment number and Kit is short for kitchen- it is the way our assignments appear on the board in the morning.
WH 407 Kit
the ice is an inch thick
in the freezer,
not frosty white
but berry blue, cherry red,
and a smear of I don't know what
artistically placed on the back panel.
Spatters of greese
recklessly fly to the walls
from the ferocious oven beast
devouring its prey fried
while crumbs crumble in the cupboards
and hairs hang loose on the floor
but they all tremble at the approach
of the cleaning crew
who comes to wipe out
those gritty crumbs
those smelly spills
and gooey gobs
those left-overs
left-unders
left-ins