With his top hat and bag of tricks,
The biggest TV remote, the little boy picks.
He doesn't even need a sheet to mask.
In a quick jumbled task,
It's gone in a pinch.
Where could it have gone beyond a square inch?
Is it in the couch or under the mail?
Is it in the toy box or in a water pail?
Darn our reliance on such a device.
Getting up to turn on the TV appliance will have to suffice.
That's when I kick it.
I sigh in relief as I sit.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Remote Magician
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