Better Than TV (A Poem)
My little hoomans love to watch TV,
Like zombies they’ll sit and stare,
Watching whatever catches their eyes,
But never seem to share.
I got stuck watching the sports today,
When teen hooman had the remote,
I wanted to watch the music channel,
Couldn’t whee have had a vote?!
And now Daddy hooman is watching,
A complex documentary,
And all that that long old while,
No one is watching me!
I shouldn’t really be jealous,
Of that grey/black light up box,
When I’m much more fun to cuddle,
And don’t give out electric shocks.
So when Mummy hooman says loudly,
“That’s enough telly today,”
I do a little popcorn,
Because now, with me, they’ll play!
My pigture’s always in HD,
I’m 3D and touch screen,
‘Am I jealous of that TV?!’
Oh don’t know what you mean!