A poem I wrote

If I were to be at my uncle's house,
I would be sure I'd see a mouse.
With his many great books dusty on the shelf
There is one great thing I'd say to myself
'' To read each book to see each picture
To have his smarts would certainly differ
Than to sit and grind your time away
by watching the THE GREAT BRAIN EATER all day''
This huge monster is so amazingly mean
you can look at it all day and not say what you have seen.
For it eats your brain as you sit,
It has so many strange parts inside of it!
It's addicting as you see
If you watch it once you will never be
was smart as you used to be!
For THE GREAT BRAIN EATER is your TV!