Television
Munching bars and watching a match,
And clapping on the fielder's catch,
The latest news of every region,
Is shown by our dear television.
Resting on the sofa with eyeballs on TV,
They forget to edit their CV,
Not only these but also their homes,
All are settled in the movie,''City of Rome''.
The child forgets to cry,
The potato chips are left to fry,
No hurry, no worry,
Let the TV make the curry.
06.04.2016
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