Joseph Cho


Oh gloriously bright, lovely thing,
Your amazing crystal glass gives the room a nice ring.
What I would do to have you, with thy lovely view?
Plasma television is only for the privileged few.

Oh! What is next to you?
Another television that looks like you?
How can this be, an equal to my lovely screen?
I must destroy this foolish mind-control machine.

Mwhahaha, yes!
Now my screen can be shown at its best!
What is this, the cops? Why would they appear?
After all, all I did was break a TV without fear.

Vandalism you say! Who would do such an act?
Blasphemy! No one like me would ever agree with such a pact!
Oh how misunderstood I am, all I did was give my screen a last stand.
No one understands me, not even my right hand man.


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