Mr. Miller

Committed manager of news feed filler

Fresh man workers call him, Mr. Miller

Listening to pitches

From affluent riches

Selects and edits all alone

All day using the phone

Type setting, daily chit chat tone

Early Morning talk makes everyone know

Commuter conversing with each other on the go

Until the anchor takes the sound stage

Ignoring acknowledging the college credit page

Earning below minimum wage

Reading a teleprompter script

Created by viewers supplying credible tips

Or second hand well distributed newspaper clips

Passes one hour

Visual know it alls, no longer have the power

Due to the game show contest

Giving prizes to the best

Now is taking the ratings test

Local personality no longer taking up the small screen

Living the television network dream

Looking good due to a whole team

Jane was certain

Closing the news curtain

Last sixty minutes were gold

Advertisers' happy products sold

Staring into the make-up mirror that reflects

Reminding her details needed a cross check

Securing information distribution respect

“Did you miss anything?”

Whispered Mr. Miller the tabloid filler King

“No, I did not!”

Jane sounded like a snot

Discarding her mask

Grabbing the get happy flask

“Yes, you did,”

Mr. Miller, claimed Jane fibbed

“Two maturing individuals, they kissed

Is what you missed

They are in love

Blessed from heaven above

Next scene

These two teens

Made a life

Vowed together, husband and wife”

What does this have to do with my afternoon delight part

Reading news from the heart

“Adolescent girl is yours

One you created vacationing on the romantic European shores

You my dear, never said a word

For us to record

Until your lovely contribution

Started the family solution

Came out

Forcing the producer to shout

‘Take five

Baby Jane is alive!’

You kept that from us

Those who ride the metro bus”

“I am sorry the star apologized

Knowing she covered up her one-night lie

Coming to grips her child

Experienced a moment that was wild

Kept the surprise quiet

Parenthood plan, hide it

In the closet with the brooms

Space there for what was in her womb

Staying calm

Mom

Will never see the hump

Belly bump

“Mr. Miller, thank you

Reporting what is true

I am a grandmother

Many stories I can cover

Like elder care

And is your husband having a May to December affair”

Silent without a sound

Mr. Miller could not be found

Disappeared big story bound

Returned to work

Bribing the delivery person who was a stork

Unearthing trouble

Bursting fantasy bubbles

Jane is now retired

Very much admired

Saying good night

To her little knight

Bundled with joy

Padding the void

Loving the embrace

With a smile on the face

Innocent and good

Could

One day be the gossip in town

Turning the audience's frown

All around

Realizing Mr. Miller took everyone down