There’s a chill running down my spine

My kitchen's got a secret

It ain't benign

I turn around

And it looks away

But when I step

It moves my way

My fridge is stalking me

I'm losing my mind

It’s creeping close

But acting so kind

The door slams open

It’s got something to say

But when I look

It’s frozen in play

I grab some beer

Try to act real cool

But its icy glare breaks every rule

The magnets blink

Like they're alive

It's a metal beast

I might not survive

My fridge is stalking me

I'm losing my mind

It’s creeping close

But acting so kind

The door slams open

It’s got something to say

But when I look

It’s frozen in play

There are leftovers from a week ago

It really feels like it's protesting slow

I locked it down

Thought I had the last call

But it’s texting me pics of my leftovers and all

Ran out to the park outside

Tried to escape

But here it comes

Shifting its shape

This is no walk in the park

It’s playing a game

Sooner or later

I will go insane

My fridge is stalking me

I'm losing my mind

It’s creeping close

But acting so kind

The door slams open

It’s got something to say

But when I look

It’s frozen in play