I watch it <br />Morning, day and night <br />The plasma screens are quite a sight <br />Soap Operas, Reality Shows, Movies <br />I watch anything there is to see <br />But the little black box called Television <br />Gets on my nerves <br /> <br />Images of other people’s life it serves <br />As a daily dish to my vision <br />Even my own ideas about fashion <br />Are ruthlessly destroyed in its mission <br />To impose on me of how to live <br /> <br />But I love Television <br />I am addicted to Television <br />Like glue is to paper <br />Or love making is to a beginner <br />I am its concubine with my permission <br />Please at me, don't point a finger <br /> <br />When I am lonely <br />It is easier to pretend <br />The images presented by TV <br />Are my friends <br /> <br />When I am horny <br />Without sounding funny <br />I can make love in my bed <br />After breakfast in bed <br />To anyone from the TVs images <br />Now endorsed into my head <br /> <br />That little black box <br />Sucks, it really sucks <br />It is just a vicious circle <br />Bed, Work, Television and Bed <br />Bed, Work, Television and Bed <br />Bed, Work, Television and Bed <br /> <br />Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-black-box-called-television/
