It was over 18 years ago
When My wife and I moved into our condo
Apartment where all the appliances were there.
The frost-free fridge has been most faithful;
It gives us great satisfaction.
But a few years back, out of expectation,
The hard-working white fridge groaned loudly,
And roared and roared, day and night,
Like a small plane in flight!
Whilst hurriedly we shopped around
For a replacement, The fridge's roaring, to our amazement,
Was then reduced to that of an outboard motor, we found.
Better and better, the fridge ailing
Just appeared to be getting!
Anyway, we bought a small freezer upright-standing
To help the weakened fridge mending;
Ha, Haha! My big fridge white!
Weeks later, the fridge healed itself!
Except, my White Knight
Is no longer frost-free, alas!
A thick ice layer will gradually
Form beneath the top freezer box:
I have to scrape it off regularly.
Now, the old fridge still remain
A major item and a good friend in m'family;
We'd expect it'll do its work continuously.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem