The clock went tick tock,
The door unlocked,
Out came Mr. Yong,
With a bing and a bong.
Holding out a sheet of paper,
He began his mindless babble.
One by one the names were read,
Faces lit(jh & pm) while others bled(juen & anil).
Chin Aun and Wai Yee need no describing,
The tall(kumar) and the short(huiru) were discussing,
Behind my back Jkeat was buzy buzzing,
Hopefully no one saw jh and pm hugging.
Amids the clatter of noise, peace forsaken,
One group still remained unshaken,
Through thick and thin Adz and Ian converged,
They were the first to emerge.
In the end nothing mattered,
Fortunately nothing shattered,
All in all it was successfully mastered,
We all know Mr Yong aint no bastard.(Forgive the language. ntg else would rhyme)
by butterfly boy
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6 comments:
Hey Butterffly Boy... Y say im short harr?? Grrrr... Im not tat short larr... Hehe ;p
Cute Poem :)
dude...what does converge mean???...if u are a dude... :P
identity pls
oh.. butterfly boy.. who are u? can't u just let us know.. otherwise, u'll be kick out from here!!!
what buzzing??, i din buzz at all. My reaction was fine. I din even make any expression or emotion. Hey, working with sarah is cool!!
and pls do identify urself...
hope it's not u tsing...
hmmm... butterfly boy?
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