Question

And once they start-oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.
What will “they start”? How does the poet feel about it? Which words tell you so?

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Answer 1

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pta nhi ..............

dear ........