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Rated: E · Poetry · Nonsense · #1446018
Another rhyme in the style of Hilaire Belloc's Cautionary Tales
Willie
Who watched TV and ate his way to disaster


When Willie was a little lad
He often told his mum and dad
“You needn’t worry about me
I’m happy watching the TV.”

“When you’re at work I’ll be OK.
I don’t want to go out to play,
And if you have to go and shop
I’ll stay inside and channel-hop.”

He was a pale and pasty child.
While other kids were running wild
And kicking balls or throwing rocks
Young Willie watched the goggle box.

His parents bought a TV for
Will’s bedroom on the second floor
So he could flip from show to show
And not disturb the folks below.

Cartoons and sitcoms, crime and sports,
Movies and talkback, music, shorts,
Re-runs, repeats and interviews,
He sometimes even watched the news.

While Willie watched he also chewed
Delicious, fat-filled, junk fast food,
Burgers and hotdogs, cookies, fries.
He grew and grew to super size.

But Willie’s home, it’s sad to tell,
Really was not built very well.
The floors were thin, materials shoddy,
Too weak for Willie’s bloated body.

And as he munched a piece of toast
The walls and floors gave up the ghost.
All at once, with a roaring sound
The house came crashing to the ground.

A rain of popcorn, cakes and pies
Contributed to Will’s demise
Survivors said the heavy dude
Was smothered by his favourite food.

Quick to the spot rushed media crews
And Willie made the evening news
A lesson there for all to see
Victim of junk food and TV.
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