TV
The most significant thing we've learned,
Undoubtedly,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them close to your TV -
Or on the other hand even better, simply don't introduce
The inept thing by any stretch of the imagination.
In pretty much every house we've been,
We've watched them expanding at the screen.
They loll and slop and parlor about,
Furthermore, gaze until their eyes jump out.
(A week ago in somebody's place we saw
Twelve eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and gaze and gaze and sit
Until they're mesmerized by it,
Until they're completely flushed
With such stunning unpleasant garbage.
Goodness indeed, we realize it keeps them still,
They don't move out the window ledge,
They never battle or kick or punch,
They leave you allowed to prepare the lunch
Also, wash the dishes in the sink -
Yet, did you actually stop to think,
To ponder just precisely what
This does to your adored toddler?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK - HE ONLY SEES!
'Okay!' you'll cry. 'Okay!' you'll state,
'Be that as it may, on the off chance that we remove the set,
What will we do to engage
Our dear youngsters? Kindly clarify!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What utilized the dear ones to do?
'How utilized they keep themselves satisfied
Before this beast was imagined?'
Have you overlooked? Don't you know?
We'll state it extremely uproarious and moderate:
THEY ... Utilized ... TO ... Peruse! They'd READ and READ,
What's more, READ and READ, and afterward continue
To READ some more. Extraordinary Scott! Gadzooks!
One a large portion of their lives was understanding books!
The nursery racks held books aplenty!
Books jumbled up the nursery floor!
Furthermore, in the room, by the bed,
More books were standing by to be perused!
Such wondrous, fine, incredible stories
Of monsters, wanderers, sovereigns, and whales
Furthermore, treasure isles, and far off shores
Where dealers paddled with muted paddles,
Furthermore, privateers wearing purple jeans,
Furthermore, cruising boats and elephants,
What's more, man-eaters hunching 'round the pot,
Mixing ceaselessly at something hot.
(It smells so wonderful, what would it be able to be?
Great thoughtful, it's Penelope.)
The more youthful ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the filthy rotter,
Also, Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
Also, Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Exactly How The Camel Got His Hump,
Also, How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
Also, Mr. Amphibian, and favor my spirit,
There's Mr. Rodent and Mr. Mole-
Gracious, books, what books they used to know,
Those youngsters living quite a while in the past!
So if you don't mind goodness if it's not too much trouble we ask, we supplicate,
Go discard your TV set,
Furthermore, in its place you can introduce
A beautiful shelf on the divider.
At that point fill the racks with loads of books,
Disregarding all the filthy looks,
The shouts and hollers, the chomps and kicks,
What's more, kids hitting you with sticks-
Dread not, on the grounds that we guarantee you
That, in about possibly 14 days
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll presently start to feel the need
Of having something to peruse.
Furthermore, when they start - oh joy, oh joy!
You watch the gradually developing euphoria
That fills their hearts. They'll become so sharp
They'll consider what they'd actually observed
In that silly machine,
That sickening, foul, messy,
Horrible TV screen!
What's more, later, every single child
Will adore you more for what you did.
