To Much Cable Tv
To much cable tv
I think the house is haunted.
I hear things in the night.
The landing gives out creaks.
Enough to give me frights.
There"s something in the attic.
Coldness in the rooms.
I"m sure there"s witches out there.
Who fly past on there brooms.
My mother thinks i"m silly.
An overactive mind.
I refuse to sleep in darkness.
I"m in an awkward bind.
I watch to much tv.
That cable is to blame.
The Grudge and then The Ring.
There"s two I want to name.
They churn out all this horror.
That I must say I likie.
I"m up till after midnight.
Filling up my psyche.
It scares me half to death.
So when I go to bed.
Instead of going to sleep.
It goes round in my head.
But I must put a stop.
To nocturnal goings on.
Deadly psycho stalkers.
Those zombie killer dawns.
I"ll stick to my own age group.
No more the eighteen plus.
Switch on cartoon network.
It wont cause a fuss.
Go back to reading books.
Be in my bed for nine.
Great to switch the light on.
Everything is fine.
Oh who am I trying to kid.
There"s no point living a lie.
I"m just like everyone else.
An ordinary guy!
I love you cable tv .
Like a man he loves a wife.
You have to understand.
Cable is my LIFE!
Copyright © Ned Flanders | Year Posted 2011
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