One day I will be a journalist!

I struggle day and night,

Testing my voice in delight,

Articles that I write right,

Will make me rise like a kite,

I know my future is bright,

Even though media is an expensive freight,

I watch TV all day long,

For I know there is where I belong,

My friends we don’t get along,

For they wonder why I live and dream media alone,

I know my foundation is strong,

For I have done this for long,

From articles to my book,

I have readers on my hook,

My own copy I know not who took,

For everyone reads, don’t ignore the cook,

I know my work flows like the brook,

And will live as long as lives the hawk.