The Sofa…

The Sofa…

We were always pretty good friends,

but now we’re hardcore soul mates.

Totally inseparable just now,

sharing our days and some nights.


I’ve named my sofa Sydney,

not sure what he/she calls me.

We share our innermost thoughts,

luckily I speak fluent couch.


With a bit of family support,

it’s possible to sit here all day.

My children bring me my meals,

I’ve told them it’s a lockdown law.


In time we may merge into one,

half man and part three piece suite.

We’ll attract a television crew,

become the star of a reality show.


Hopefully we won’t become divas,

forget where our friendship began.

At home watching American sitcoms,

and eating packets of crisps.


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