“More SpongeBob, Mimi”–this I hear
a dozen times a day.
How much more can I stand to see?
No more of this, I pray!

I turn the TV off and run
to fetch his favorite toys.
When he says, “Spongebob’s much more fun,”
I must seek other ploys.

“A Krabby Patty’s what I’d like,”
he says of noontime’s meal.
The common lunch I fix the tyke,
he eyes with little zeal.

The Krusty Krab invades my sleep,
and Squidward haunts my dreams.
Those creatures from the ocean deep
won’t leave me be, it seems.

Can cartoon sponges start a trend
of death by kiddie show?
If SpongeBob’s laugh can cause the end,
I’ll be the first to go.

 

Janice Canerdy is a poet and retired English teacher living in Mississippi.

Featured Image: “Children Playing Croquet” by Johan Mengels Culverhouse


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