T.V. Boy

There was a boy who watched

T.V. all day.

He never stopped,

Not even to play.

He sat and he stared

Transfixed on the screen,

Not even blinking, less

He miss the next scene.

“Dinner time,” his

Mother would yell.

But he was too focused

On the screen to 

Notice the smell.

Day after day,

And show after show,

The glowing box was

All that he knew.

“Clean your room

And wash your nose.”

“In a minute mom,

Just a couple of more shows.”

Then one day the t.v.

Flickered and stopped. 

“What happened,” the boy said,

Staring blankly at the box.

“I’ve unplugged the t.v.,

His mother said.

I’m glad to hear you talk

I thought you were dead!”

“But mom, I just wanted

To watch one more show.”

“Well that's what you told

Me fifteen years ago.

And you’re still here, 

Staring at the screen.

It’s time to leave the

House, you’re now 18!”