Last night a good dream woke me up



I'm a t.v.

Transforming t.v.



I was entertained and smiled

Jumped straight out of my bed

Humming this and that

And got myself a glass of water

And sat down in my favourite chair

And kept smiling but not for long

Because i realised that all my dreams are

Nothing but the repetition

Of last week's television

I was no longer amused by my dream.



I'm on my knees

Down on all four follows

Antennae

Thrust out through my forehead



Like a lame turtle i paced the room

This new found knowledge could only blame myself

And no one else tried to sleep again

Not a dream, not again

But then remembered

That all my dreams are

Nothing but the repetition

Of last week's television



I've turned into a t.v.

My screen is smiling to get your attention

I want you



So i jumped out of my bed

And into the t.v. room

And in my anger

Threw the t.v. set out the window

Regretted instantly

Because this was a brand new 26 inch t.v.

Set in my bed once again,

Couldn't sleep

Because all my life,

All my dreams had gone out the window

With this new t.v. set