I am feeling rather tired, <br />so I'll lay in bed till noon. <br />To stay in bed till lunch time, <br />is really quite a boon. <br />Everyone will be at work, <br />and I'll be 'Home Alone' <br />I can play my Hi Fi very loud, <br />and the neighbours won't moan. <br />I like to play loud music, <br />and get into the 'Rhythm and Beat! <br />It's nice that my friends can hear it, <br />at the other end of the street. <br />When I get fed up with the music, <br />it's time to make tea. <br />This is when I start to settle down, <br />and put my feet on the 'Settee' <br />I view the afternoon telly, <br />and watch the afternoon soap, <br />I can do this as a part -time job, <br />It's not so hard to cope. <br />This is when I fall asleep, <br />until everyone comes home. <br />Then my parents have a go, <br />because I'm always on the phone. <br />Mum gets very busy, <br />when she cooks the evening tea. <br />I too get very busy, <br />and out the door I flee. <br />The sound of washing up, <br />makes me feel sick inside, <br />so out the door I go <br />to seek a place to hide. <br />When I go to a Disco, <br />I like to stay all night, <br />sometimes I stroll home, <br />when the sun is shining bright. <br />I crawl into my bed, <br />which is my only Salvation, <br />and there I will stay <br />until my Resurrection. <br />This is how I live, <br />I am my own Creator, <br />but what I can't understand, <br />is why I'm called, a selfish Couch Potato.<br /><br />sylvia spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-alone-utopia/
