CHAT  CHAT  CHAT  IT AIN'T ALL THAT

I'm watching daytime TV and it's starting to draw me in.

Is it really such a sin?

Or is it a way of escaping the real world for a while.

After all, it's only for an hour or two a day, and it does make me smile.

I'm not doing anything during that time, as it takes me two cups of tea before I can face the day,

and I  try to start my housework early, but the hypnotic rays of the TV  make me stay.

Really, it's just a good old fashion neighbours over the fence thing,

and possibly, the time for rhyming.

I mean, who doesn't want to watch people getting in a paddy,

 and calling out 'Who's the daddy?'

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The worse case scenario is that I like being a fly on the wall,

but do I want to see people fall?

Does it make me feel better about myself,

because I can see people with less wealth.

Do I revel in their despair?

If so, I'm not aware.

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Actually, I think it is just me prying into other people's lives, and I't's just harmless fun, but just in case,

I've  turned the channel over to look at the papers, and to return to the human race.