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The Clicker

The master of the living room ‘Cause I’ve got the clicker My children, to my tastes shall groom ‘Cause I’ve got the clicker They storm around, they scream and shout They act as if they’re al put out They whine and moan, complain and pout ‘Cause I’ve got the clicker Procedurals, I won’t partake ‘Cause I’ve got the clicker Network news lies and berates But I’ve got the clicker Adventure tales, I am a fan Better sit-coms, I can stand But mostly I steam on broadband When I have the clicker Reality, thy grind at me So I grab the clicker A stress release, so great the need So I grab the clicker To reset faith with simple tales To restore peace amidst travails I rarely feel so week or frail When I’ve got the clicker.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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