His Fifty Five inch new TV?

Well he bought hiself a brand new TV but that won’t keep me from my poetry . Coz there’s never nothing worth watching on that super sized screen tho it’s absolutely humongous, a flippin’ ‘Mean machine’ . So he is sitting on his sofa with the remote in his hand, looking like the King of his castle’ coz he’s in command

Well I am sat right opposite to ol’e King Bob and he is a flickin’ n a’ feckin’ whilst he is having a job!! You see on his old TV well that one worked in a different fashion and King Bob knew what he was doing changing his channels with a passion . Trouble is with Bob, he  loves to change a channel and coz the plus, minus buttons aren’t on this new panel . This remotes got him and me around the blinkin’ bend  and at this minute in time it is not acting like his friend ? 

So his spanking new fifty five inch TV is giving me amusement no endlessly . As I sit on my seat pretending not to notice getting on with my Life & Verse being a poetess . Haha does he think I am deaf as he is shouting out his ef’s getting hot & sweaty in a temper in his clothes . Never-the-less I should really thank Bob and say”Well done dear” your swearing and a blaring gave me my inspirational idea . Eeh there’s nothing more tickling on a Tuesday night than watching a man on a mission in a terrible plight