With This Stream We Tackle The Theme!

Ever notice how the TV theme is dead and now the title is mostly all that is said? Ever notice how the TV theme is dead and the titles are so long they hurt your head? The Following, poof, that is all you are swallowing. House of Cards, waiting, waiting, waiting, goes on forever as your pupils are dilating. But none have a catchy theme on their stream. I wonder why? Shhhh commercials are not the cause, you lie.

New York is where I'd rather stay,
I get allergic smelling hay.
So they give hay a bad name.
No wonder they lost their fame.

Sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name,
And they are always glad you came.
Can't have that, oh no!
Some sexual innuendo may grow.

Then one day he was shooting at some food,
And up from the ground came a bubbling crude.
Advertising the NRA and big oil.
That has to annoy one with the hat of tin foil.

Here we come, walking down the street,
Getting the funniest looks from everyone we meet.
What? It promotes walking.
Damn, that has to go as it ruins phone talking.

Sunday, Monday happy days.
Tuesday, Wednesday happy days.
What? Happy people all around?
Have to bury that theme song in the ground.

We've been waiting for you,
Where the kisses are hers and hers and his, three's company too!
They promote threesomes as well.
My, they have to be damned to hell.

There were times when I lost a dream or two.
Found the trail, and at the end was you. 
What? You want people to lose then go into the woods?
Some weird creature may pop out and steal your goods.

Whatever happened to predictability,
The milkman, the paperboy, the evening TV.
Oh no! Promoting boring things.
We can't have a song with no mention of flings.

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip
That started from this tropic port, aboard this tiny ship.
What? taking ships for trips?
The airline industry would give all fat lips.

In west Philadelphia born and raised.
On the playground was where I spent most of my days.
What? Not at the office working?
What next? In the street twerking?

So that is why the theme song has died. It offends airlines, sends people in the woods, makes them not work and makes them avoid a hay ride. Oh the shame. What? No, commercials and cheapos are no to blame. Did you get all with this pass? They were engrained in the head of my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.