the television looks at me but not i n i
it is a five star general at the battlefront
it is at war and imagine how many men helped carry the machine through your front door
the 'dictator'
new model of the urban parent
i can tell it to shut upp my pressing mute
the no strings attached companion
who has a 1 way conversation
tv is lonnely iot has a madmens soliloquay
sells visual viagra to keep me on the couch
tv is the wardrobe of many accesories the only one 'i' believe because 'l'z can see leisures cancera neverland of ungrowing characters forever young
it puits the mind behind bars
but eye lifts imaginations from other prisons
children are boxed in no more zulu zulu buya rain dances they follow seasons
suddenly faith and whatever truth is is the mono[ppoly of a directors script tv has a disclaimer-'do not try this at home'
l love the animal channel
the jungle brought to my living room
the mighty roar of the lion behind closed doors
theyve slaughtered those in they
jungle to monoplolise them in the conservancy of their shows...
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