How I Got On the Soup

I love watchin the tele. could sit there til I’m plumb smelly just sit there eatin p-nut butter and jelly you’d guess that, just lookin at my belly my favorite thing is a movie show I’ll sit there even when I have to go tho’ I have never had it actually flow but that is pretty stupid I know when the sun comes up I’m sittin there half nappin, half watchin from that chair I’m sure I’d give it up on a dare my wife says it’ll take more like a prayer she’s put up with this for half of her life it’s caused our counselor mental strife now he’s so messed up he lost his wife trouble was he did it with a knife Now he’s tv’n all night long in jail I’m sure he’d just as soon go to hell sittin on concrete burnin his tail lookin for that electrified third rail. but, back to me and my story I’ll soon be on my way to glory my wife says it’s going to be gory moppin up my room on the second story she’s so serious I thought I’d quit watching tv for quite a bit I really don’t get a lot out of it with her constantly pitching such a fit I thought I would take up making rhyme it’s sure to take up as much time she’ll think that it is so sublime maybe keep ME from committing crime That’s how I happened onto the soup I thought it would put me in the loop Instead I’m writing from within the coop While slippin and slidin on chicken poop Jun 06 2010 for Danielle’s Mono rhyme contest