Peggy Caulfield Poet Rhyme

Couch Potato

Sitting on the sofa
Munching on some chips
Not a care in the world
Of calories on the hips.

Slouched down on the cushion
The tv glued to his face
You ask him a question
But he's out in outer space.

You call him to the table
He won't leave his favorite chair
The sports are on the screen
He must eat his dinner there.

The man is getting fatter
Nothing you do will get him out
You turn the tube off
And all he does is shout.

This couch potato man 
No further does he get
His life is all downhill
Cause he's caught within a net.

The tv screen has got him
It's made him very lame
He won't go out the door
This man has earned his name.

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Robert Johnson June 5, 2012 at 1:58 PM He sat and got fat and said, there, that's that. That greasy potato too big for his hat. He gave up the belt when he no longer was svelt. And despair in the air was all that he felt. The world of addiction comes in many shades. It's sad when your lonely and all hope simply fades.

Carol Eastman April 22, 2012 at 8:09 AM Sounds familiar to several people I've known. You may like my poem "The Sucky Couch". Good write. Peggy Caulfield April 22, 2012 at 8:59 AM Thanks i will be sure to read it. Have a good day.

Peggy Caulfield April 21, 2012 at 5:41 PM We don't have a tv in our home because with think it seductive and very evil. Thanks for your comments.

Joann Grisetti April 21, 2012 at 5:28 PM Hope this is not about someone you know. TV can be very addictive and seductive. Peggy Caulfield April 22, 2012 at 8:06 AM We don't have a tv in our home and you are right it is seductive and addictive.