It used to be at the day's end
I was a very faithful friend.
We'd sit together and spend some time
Watching shows that were so prime.
Now you barely get a glance,
We no longer do the tv dance.
You're hopes and dreams have been shattered,
The pieces of our friendship scattered.
The thing you feared the most came true -
I no longer have any time for you.
You're locked in a cabinet, you're covered in dust,
The way you are treated is so unjust.
Perhaps one day things will turn around
We'll re-establish our time, our friendship re-found.
Until that day you will sit by yourself,
So alone and rejected on your tv shelf.
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