Monday, October 18, 2004

Its been long.....the 'A' levels are in about 17 days.....I would like to say 'bah' to the whole exam....but its a do or die kinda situation.
Brunting the gun, biting the bullet, we go on and on and on....

From the charging horse of the French, the letters of Cavour,
to the early morning telegrams of Willy and Nicky to war,
hold your breathe, the mustard gas are fuming,
to the clear sounds of Belgium's duress.

Crazy Kings with lots of crass,
told the Europeans not to come.
Hold them down with guns a toting,
they keep saying the government and bureacracy are two differnt things.

What to say, yes, they did come.
Change the whole whopping society they want.
Plural Plural, direct cause Cambodia to be indirect,
till the Japanese came, oh Kamikaze my a**.

Did they lose it? They came back.
Not by their own, Big-Boy solved with a mushroom in hand.
The world became a monopoly, its merits and derits could slide my curve anyday.

Profit maximisation they said, was Marx influenced by Adam Smith, or vice versa?
Revolution is just a lot of noise, the sneaky mouse called Lenin wins the day!

Cold war, hot money, trade agreements made lots of funny!
What's my private benefit got to do with the social's reasons?
This social better mind his own business!

Communist said the world was flat! I say it made my PAP bland!
Lim Chin Siong and Fong Swee Suan, must had hip hop in Eden Hall to night tonight!

Tradings good trading bad, international OPEC eyes, all things quite sad.
Pull the rubber band will you, they say inelasticity is a problem so pull!

Shakespeare had a pretty gay time I say, with his fool and mistresses three.
All this time to measure what measure, for Antony this Cleopatra was bed to measure!

Donne could had summed it up best! To be sexual is to be a guru at end.
Women women, Rosie lacks communicate, should we go to Malgudi to verify this whole menacing state?

Care care what taker should we care? This man isn't utilizing maximum utility, therefore consumer and producer's surplus are not maximised. So throw him out!
Did Pinter theorise?

So we shall fly on the wings of the fanged dragon, waiting for the sword to drop down from heaven. What if it doesn't?
Then Kingston will have a face redder then whats-that-thing-she-can't-discribe-cause-she-ain't-really-chinese.

And when all this is done, I reckon the only thing I will ever remember is that moron is a very good noun.







1 comment:

Anonymous said...

haha highly entertaining! *many thumbs up.*

- wenhui.