Filled with glee
She came home to see
Her lad with a book
Reading A B C's
No more T.V.!
She thought wistfully
As her boy flipped the pages
With quiet intensity.
But then entered hubby
And he was quite merry
He unpacked and set up
What looked like a monstrosity
'My darling wifey,'
He mentioned with revelry
'Your sister dropped off a great game
Will you play with me?'
She stared at the Wii
Asking quite cautiously
'Did you see that your son
Is beginning to read?'
Non plussed was the hubby
As he fussed with the packaging
'The first thing you need to do
Is create a 'me' for your 'Wii';
'A 'me' for a 'Wii'?'
She asked a bit shrilly
'Why would I want to create
A me for a Wii?'
'I have a me for the Wii
Just wait 'til you see
How much fun we'll all have
Interacting with the T.V.'
She noted dejectedly
That her son threw down the A B C's
And seemed transfixed by this gadget
That was being played by his daddy.
'I will not create a new Me'
She stated with unhidden hostility.
'I will not play with this new fangled gizmo
I will not create a new me for the Wii.
Let me speak clearly
So that you can hear me truely.
I have absolutely no interest in playing this game
And I will not be making a me for this Wii.
I must state emphatically
Although I love you dearly
We differ in ways as good couples do
So I will not be making a 'me' for this Wii
Looking dejectedly
Feeling defeat
She watched as her son
Left a book by her feet
But then quite excitedly
He picked up his ABC's
And flipped through the pages
And turned to his mommy.
As time goes on inevitably
The boy and his daddy
Interact and enjoy the games
As they play with their 'me's' and the Wii
But what warms her heart magically
When her son picks up his ABC's
And he finds the warm spot on the couch and asks,
'Mommy will you read with me?'
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