TV to me is time thievery
Of the worst kind
Stealing precious minutes
That could be spent
-Writing
-Composing
-Drawing
-Learning
And any number
Of useful things
The sound of canned laughter
Makes my nerves shudder
A rerun or a sitcom
Tastes like poison to me
And I wonder how
So many spend their precious time
Glued to the box
Fodder for advertisers
To peddle their wares
That we don’t really need
And I’m human
I watched a little game of thrones
But now the only thing I can stomach
Is rugby league on a Friday night
Cos I know my Dad will be watching
Oh that I should some day
Have as much time
As the TV addicts
That I can spend
Doing anything other
Than watching TV
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