Wednesday, January 24, 2007 at 5:15 PM
I never expected this to ever happen to an english noob like me. shortlisted for the CAP whoa! I'm not even an ang moh khang tang. or wdv it is spelt as. nono.. right now i must say i am real sianned today then my frendz say i look like i falling ill. wahlao! its just damn tired and bored can. then they whole day ka jiao me keep saying: srry lah bryan.. like as if they did something wrong. so what can i do but just grin sheepishly! oh yarh.. caleb birthday was 3 days ago. i forgot to wish him.. or did i wish him previously. ok bad memory. i gonna hate it when it comes to the CAP seminar. i gonna met many cheem ppl and weird tounged ppl. cause i am a ChiGlish. a person who always speak with mixed chinese and english. bet many dumanians are like such.
oh so i got nth to post about.. so maybe lets flaunt my CAP 'products'? bhb.. but who cares:
MARSHMALLOW-left in the fridge
We experienced days of dangers
Met up with those severe consequences
From the plastic I live in
I watched as my friends and relatives disappear
From my very own eyes, sister strawberry fell
Into a hold on complete darkness, hearing her yell
In vain, her sweet blood oozed from her soft skull
Was that a monster? Why do they like her blood?
Terrified, yet brother orange suffered a similar fate
Being gripped by two tough pincer-like claws
Flung into a similar dark cave as so we call it
He must have gone down so deep
As I no longer smell his familiar fragrance
Of fresh peeled orange which lightens my day
This incident indeed left a dark stain
When we cousins thought it was over
Cousin chocolate, toasted-heated
Was poked by a long thin tree branch
Or that was what we imagined it to be
Next devoured by another monster, torn apart
The white fangs bursting which chocolate sauce
An awful and unpleasant sight, disgusted
Resting in my cold atmosphere
I huddle in fear of suffering the same fate
Some place I hide, somewhat called a ‘fridge’
Glad to be left alone, untouched
Not knowing what happen to my relatives
A marshmallow I am it seemedSeems to have an ill and disastrous life..-usage of personification, methaphors alliteration( i feel that my work is normal but my reflection very cheemish)Burger
What just enters and melts
The tender meat grinded by our teeth
Grilled to perfection for our consumption
The protein we gain, the taste-buds we feed
Nevertheless the chucks taste smooth
What more do we desire
But patties baked throughout
We yearn for more than we can really eat
Unable to resist such junk
Nevertheless we put on weight
What are those hand-leafed greens
They look yucky with crinkled veins
How can they make the burger tasty
We inquire, curiosity stirred
Nevertheless nobody bothers to answer
What is a great burger without fries
That complement the patty we consume
Quality of potatoes is quality of fries
Shipped fresh from the farm and deep in the pan
Nevertheless of top grade or probably what we presume
What intelligent concept
Such commitment to freshness
Our taste bud being attended to
Have we wondered this was luxury that was yearned by some?Nevertheless the poor can’t afford something simple as the Burger-so sweet horPudding
Lusted after
Man salivates
The desire for more
Satisfying their needs
Yes… they got it!
It feels warm
A sense of passion
The tingle in us
Feels refreshing
Hmm… more!
We get more
Pleasure and comfort
The various sensations
Smooth and warmth
Yet, we crave!
Overcome greed
The strong will
Those urge to taste
Fresh baked flesh
Of the pudding!-this is so interesting.. haha thats for today. first 3 out of ten.. muahahsP.S: qing hui. dun fall ill. it's a special day for you 2mr. takkaires!
