The Couch Potatoes

By Nikita Gupta

A pair with a flair of their own

For eating, they live, is well known

Switching between the channels, they slog round-the-clock

With their fast-flying fingers on the remote, incessantly they knock

Nature’ call is like flutter in the dovecote

Couch, only couch is their abode

Partying-no! hanging out-no! long drives- no! dine out – no!

Enjoying what excites them the most, is all they know

They cuddle and snuggle into each other

Keeping the romance all blazing, like no other

In their comfort zones all day long

Physically unhealthy, however, lovably they get along.

By Nikita Gupta