Reality TV (A Poem)

Chef Ramsey kicked you outta his kitchen
I don’t wanna hear any more of you bitchin!
All those food allergies they got you itchin’
Wishin' you had more than a pot to put fish in.

Oh my gosh you got a Bounty on your head
With the Dog after you you’re better off dead
It doesn’t matter what you did or said
You end up in a cell with a toilet, sink and bed

Reality TV it’s just for show
It doesn’t really matter what you do or don’t know
The more you weep, the more they sow
It’s only for the bloody ratings ya know

Is that Donald the Trump callin your name
He’s callin you out to see if you got game
Seeing how badly you want the fortune and fame
Never mind, forget it, he thinks your too lame!

Be thankful Big Brothers not over your shoulder
Others in the Jury House getting colder
HOH has made you that much bolder
But the real power goes to the Veto holder

Reality TV it’s just for show
It doesn’t really matter what you do or don’t know
The more you weep, the more they sow
It’s only for the bloody ratings ya know

by Cheryl Duggan
May 4th, 2013 (Original Publication Date)