Now I fear I must lament
For the terrors technology sent
Now computers have made a tomb
Of the lounge and living room.
Now the playground swings must rust
Childhood dreams must turn to dust
For each child's eyes are firmly glued
To the sitcom and cartoon.
Through the day into the night
Children's faces, deathly white
From the microwave to the plate
Now every child can twitch their thumbs
While fast-food rots away their gums
Unhealthyness is all the rage
In this modern day and age.
We can blame the Dreamcast and Playstation
For this Zombie generation
But did we put these things on their shelves?
If so, then we must blame ourselves.