My love for you is overwhelming

and my heart beats for thee, QVC.

Thank you, for you have been my companion through so many nights.

The frustration of insomnia forgotten

as my attention is drawn in by

the sparkle of a steal in Diamonique.

Sleep comes - oh my heavens! - drawn over me by

the lilting voice of Lisa Mason.

Sick days spent upon the couch,

giggles coaxed from sore throat

by secret crush, Rick Domeier.

Witty funny man, you are my favorite,

Not second or "one of,"

but absolute A-1 on my list.

Congratulations Jill, nice ring,

And Happy Christmas in July.

Cook's Essentials, Down Under Wonder,

Striking silver in Creed.

On the edge of my seat to see the new TSV.

I have been affixed to, through, and by it all.

But I do not purchase from you.

No box has ever been excitedly snatched at my door.

Five easy payments will not entice me.

No Q-Card resides in the folds of my wallet.

Instead you are my guilty pleasure.

Familiar faces, products and voices,

like my family, I look at you for comfort

and live for your easy, make-believe love.

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