Remote Control

As I sit down each evening to watch some television
I use the ole remote control to help make a decision
It always has an honored spot beside my easy chair
Tonight when I reached out for it I found it wasn't there

I searched around in a panic, wherever could it be?
Without it I’m not sure that I can work my own TV
My wife has surely moved it and I quickly give a look
She doesn’t understand the fright my pounding heart just took

Thank the Lord I find it laying there upon her table
I put it down to get a snack then sit to watch some cable
I'm quite relaxed and then I start to turn the TV on
I reach for the remote again and some how it is gone

How could it disappear? I muse, and soon begin to grouch
I search and find it wedged between the cushions of the couch
Surely I could now relax and use the blessed thing
But as I start to point it, then the phone begins to ring

This time I’ll be much smarter, what a clever guy I’ll be
When I get up to get the phone I'll take it there with me
I finish with my phone call and return back to my chair
Everything is ready but the remote control’s not there

When I got up to get the phone so happy with myself
I left the damn remote control right there upon the shelf
You know I would go get it, but I really think instead
That since my show's now over I will simply go to bed