Showing posts with label Mom's poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mom's poem. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Football Couch Potato






Mom wrote this sometime during the 80's I think. She didn’t care too much about football season – especially trying to get everyone to come to the table for a meal.


The year's gone fast, fall is here


How I love this time of year!


Only one thing that I dread


That's football games and roaring crowds.


TV sets turned up so loud


When'er I say "Come eat guys,"


They just sit there with glaring eyes.


It gives me a pain in the neck


Then I think "Oh what the heck!"


What can they see on that old tube


That they would do without their food?