T.V. Bored
i'm so bored,
not much to do,
watch the tube,
no good news,
same old, same old
who rang my doorbell?
someone trying to sell,
go away!
stop bugging me!
I don't want anything,
if it's not free!
sick of this,
what can I do?
Where can I be?
Maybe I could find someone to go see.
stupid game shows,
I don't want to watch,
just trying to brainwash,
use a little bleach.
always trying to teach
trying to reach,
trying to preach,
just like a big leech!
Want to rip the t.v. to shreds
with my teeth!
A t.v. is a strange thing.
Something I could pawn.
Something to throw on the lawn,
something that makes me yawn,
something that keeps me up til dawn,
Boring, boring
Snoring.
Oops, I fell asleep!
Passes the time by so slowly.
Sick of t.v.,
and all it's trash!
Oh no!
Another rerun
of M*A*S*H!
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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