The Missing Remote

The remote has gone missing!
Oh, what shall we do!?
Walk the 5 feet,
To change to channel 62?

Or to go search the house,
All up and down,
Why to do that,
I'd have to be a clown!

But still,
I don't feel like walking,
That small, small 5 feet,
But when someone else does it for you,
For your feet it's quite a treat!

So until we find that missing remote,
I'll just have to pretend that my ankle broke,

Then I can just sleep in,
And laze about all day,
And then when I say "move please!"
They will never be in my way.

Huh, we'll have to lose the remote more often.

Destinee Ryan