neither black, nor white. just grey.

Monday, August 02, 2004

this is for the jc memories.
*laughs*
the spastic things we did together.
the fun we had.
i found it between some old notes i was clearing today.
so enjoy fenfen, charmie marmie n chrissy.

i wonder if fen, charm chris remembered how we wrote this stupid poem.
with each person contributing one line.
i think it was math lecture.
heh.

THE POEM ABOUT SEX.

Lets discuss about the Birds and the Bees.
Why can't your mind be focused on "unpollinated" things like trees.
My brother says there are some people who'd do it for fees.
I got excited and wondered if my big O would reach climax as high as the seas.

If you were with your brother that day.
You didnt really have to pay.
But then again he'd shout "HEY!"
How dare you not pay when u play play play?!
You'd have your way.
Because this is what daddy always say.

"play safe!" mommy advised.
"PROTECTION!" daddy professed.
"doggy-style!" brother chides.
"say NO!" My sister confessed.

Such decisions i had to make.
Thinking to my funeral wake.
Much cake i have to bake.
If i had 5 kids wide awake.