Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Cable Conflict

When I was young, on our TV,
The channels numbered seven:
2, 4, 5 and 7, 9, 13
And, oh, 11.

The picture was in black and white,
Past midnight, we saw snow;
But no one ever did complain – 
For what else did we know?

Of course, we watched our shows for free
‘Til cable came along;
And paying for what once was gratis
Always felt so wrong.

Yet pay we did, for entertainment
Seemed like what we’d need;
But now some stations have been yanked
Because of someone’s greed.

I can’t determine who’s at fault – 
Time-Warner? CBS?
But take my shows away and I 
Am feeling some distress.

This conflict must resolve right now.
One side has got to bend;
For I can’t live unless I know
How Dexter’s going to end!

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Robert Johnson August 6, 2013 at 12:19 PM Antenna, Cable, Satelite, however you recieve it. It really doesn't matter, as long as you retrieve it. Now Dexter's not in my wheelhouse. Maybe I've seen commercials. But you are right about the plight. The power needs reversal.

April Gabriella August 3, 2013 at 3:54 PM LOL! I love this! Very amusing and so true to life. :) Love it.

Kash Poet August 3, 2013 at 2:33 PM Enjoyed this very much Ilene!You can put anything into rhyme:))