Cable Country - Poem by Hardik Vaidya
Cables of all types, threading and snaking.
Through light poles,
Through window holes,
Carrying young virgins,
With glittering earrings,
Nice curves and pretty heels,
Good looking singles,
Mother in laws,
Father in laws,
And oodles of jingles,
Advertisements with fresh pepper,
All of them crying dont change the channel,
Why do they worry,
They cable in our minds
Is sold to them for ever.
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