banuhaashim
Junior Member
Never, NEVER, NEVER let, Your child near the television setOr better still, just don't install, The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we’ve been, We’ve watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about, And stare until their eyes pop out.
They sit and stare and stare and sit Until they’re hypnotised by it,
Until they’re absolutely drunk ,With all the shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still, They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch, They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink , But did you ever stop to think,
To wander just exactly what This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSES IN THE HEAD! IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLUGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND! IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTANDA FANTASY,A FAIRY LAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE! HIS POWER OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK– HE ONLY SEES!
“All right!” you’ll cry. “All right!” you’ll say. “but if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain, Our darling children! Please explain!”
We’ll answer this by asking you, “what used the darling ones do?
How used they keep themselves contented ,Before this monster was invented?”
Have you forgotten ? don't you know? We’ll say it very loud and slow:
THEY……..USED……..TO…….READ! They’d READ and READ
And READ and READ, and then proceed
TO READ SOME MORE. Stayed at home not going to souks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore! Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed, More books were waiting to be read!
Oh books, what books they used to know, Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please , we beg , we pray, go throw your TV set away.
And in its place you can install ,A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books, Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells the bites and kicks, And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They’ll now begin to feel the need Of having something good to read.
And once they start-oh boy, oh boy! You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They’ll grow so keen , they’ll wonder what they’d ever seen
In that ridiculous machine, that nauseating, foul, unclean
Repulsive television screen!
You wrote it yourself? I love your rhyming scheme!