| 24th
April, 2007
LIZ
The TV is my shepherd
I shall always be in want
It makes me sit down in comfy chairs
With my feet up on the table
It destroys my soul
It leads me into paths of imaginings
For the dollars sake
Yea though I flick through the valley of
the shadows of commercials
I will fear no evil
For the remote is with me
The pictures and noise they annoy me
I prepare a table of snacks before me
in total isolation
It fills my mind with non realities
My cup is dry and empty
Surely depression and sickness will follow me
All the daze of my life
And I will dwell in the land of the numb
FOREVER
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