Season Poem by bob barci

Well, it’s September again,
and you know what that means.
Once again my TV Guide
will be carefully inspected.
When and where will the new shows pop up?
Will my old favorites return?
Last year,
Saturday morning cartoons weren’t so great.
Hopefully, they’ll improve this year.
I anxiously wait for the new shows to start.
Will I like them?
I hear changes are in store
for my favorite returning shows.
I hope they don’t change them too much
as I still want to watch them.
Well, it’s Saturday,
another sleepless morning.
TV Guide says a few new kiddie shows start today.
Naturally, I’ll check them out.
This is nice.
Lying in bed, watching the tube.
Why do they insist on airing so many commercials?
What the …?
What the heck was that?
Right in the middle of a commercial -
a -POP-, a -POOF-,
and suddenly no more picture.
C’mon TV set!
Don’t do this to me now!
Fiddling around with the set does no good.
How ironic.
How horrifying.
How irresponsible -
for my TV set to die on me right at the start of a new television season.