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How Beautiful --- My TV
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Be quiet! I can't hear TV! That's all there is to life --- you see I live to watch it --- night and day I pray it never fades away.
Old TVs into statues grow It's really hard to let them go For they have shaped my life for me Behind each monster --- stands a TV.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star Sometimes I wonder what you are For the only stars I ever see Are those that play on my TV.
Mystery, drama, thrills and chills Even Drs. for all our ills I think that I shall never see A sight as lovely as my TV.
Pearl E. Cain
Dedicated to all the "boob tube" slaves
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