Remote Control
I'm not really a poet
I've never claimed to be
The only reason I'm even here
Is because I can't my watch tv
My wife hid the remote control
About a year or so ago
So I'm just here killing time
Til I can watch my favorite show
I've been told many things
About something they call "the flow"
I don't even know what that is
Unless i'm typing too slow
Then they say watch "the meter"
Well, I don't even own a car
So if it something to do with parking
I think that's kinda bizzare
They talk about "a syllable count"
But I guess nobody knows
That I can only count to twenty
If I use all my fingers and toes
One more thing they say a lot
Is something about "a rhyme"
Kinda like them bedtime stories
That mama read all the time
I just wanted to tell you this
In case, you didn't know it
I just want my remote control
Cause I'm really not a poet
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