T.V. Poem by Usman Khawaja

Tv is boring
Tv is dumb
Tv makes my rear
Kind of numb.
Sitting there for hours,
Hours on end,
Hours and hours
It's been said.
Hey!
What's that?
In your hand
Definitely not the mallet to a drum
In a marching band.
Then, what is it?
It's sight I cannot stand
That pole of plastic,
In your hand.
Oh, a remote control you say?
Teach me how to use it,
Another day.
Sorry, I cannot stay
To watch the show that is being played.
Bye bye.
Take care.
Have a ball.
And try not to watch any Tv at all.