Convenience was his at last! His hand
Curled 'round the new device (it fit just right
As had been advertised) and, as he'd planned,
Adapted without effort to his bright
And well-arranged surroundings. Just a touch
And windows dimmed, the coffee, measured out
Just as he liked, began to brew. So much
He'd never need to give a thought about!
He waved it towards the screen, and on it came,
And was already tuned to what he'd sure
Enjoy: 'twas just in time to see the game!
But wait! No sound? The manual had the cure.
He tuned it to his hearing aids. But lo:
All he could hear was sponsors' ads. Oh no!
Fourteen rhyming lines of pure pulp every day in sonnet form. A different genre every day of the week! All sonnets by Kate Sherrod. Look for the first volume, coming to print in 2016!
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Satire Sunday: Free Stuff is Never Really Free
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