Kekez... I feel ghey. Ahahahahahah~! Watch me post an old poem that I dunno whether I have posted... *grinz* it's a long one. Muaahahahhaha~


Wey Ping,Wey Ping....
How are you,my best friend?
I'm sure you must be wondering,
What in hell, I could really send.

Well, fuck all that,
'Cause I'm all sad, my eyes just sag,
Well, what I'm sending is a poem,
From yours truly, Dirtbag.

Ahahaaha, I just love saying that,
I know you do too,
It must be some fad,
Fer us to be born in some zoo.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking,
Something along the lines of "I'm gonna kill you!"
Or maybe "Bugger...!" while laughing or some other inkling,
Of course what I'm saying here is I love you too.

What the hell is this!? "I love you too"!??
You must think I've gone crazy,
Well, am I not? I've told you many times already,
I'm crazy, or mad, you silly fool.

Well, I think by the time you get this,
Your computer should be alright,
And from the hundreds of times it makes you pissed,
I think you have to stay with it all night.

Aheheheh, it's rare that I write these damn things,
So feel lucky, you little bastard,
'Cause you've got me as a best friend, and I've got you.
Sure sure, throw a pie at me. Preferably custard.

See how I make things rhyme?
It really doesn't take too much time,
Maybe you should try it too,
And send one to me. Ooooo...

Great, I'm going nuts, wee wee, wham wham,
Maybe it's some side effect of being with you,
If that's the case, then I don't give a damn,
'Cause it's worth it, for all the things you do.

You kill bugs, insects, roaches, arachnids,
Anything that is small and can make millions of kids,
Anything which has more than 2 legs,
Including the more unfortunate animals that you stick with sharp pegs.

Those aren't pegs, they're goddamn NAILS!!
Fired from a cute little cannon on your hovercraft,
Hearing the cat screeching its wails,
And you laugh, as if you've gone daft.

Well, it's almost none of my business, almost,
Don't you just hate those words, let's make a toast!
To the overused words like maybe, but and, the 'Big Dadi' of them all, the dreaded IF!!!
Damn my neck feels stiff...

Gaddammit, I sure as shitty hell miss a lot of people, don't you?
Remember Nabil, who learned so many 'useful' words in Cantonese? I do.
I say 'Useful' with 2 fingers on each of my hands going up and down,
'Cause most of the words used can, and WILL ,bring a frown...

Ahh, Wey Ping,
The killer of bugs,
The drinker of Root Beer,
A&W in particular.

How I hate thee,
And yet, how I love you,
What the hell, I say this for free,
Wonder if that's how you feel, too.

Ah fuck you, I'm no godforsaken homo,
To hell with all that shit,
I'm no sexual promo,
I can throw one hell of a fit.

Yeah yeah, I like a few girls,
The "Who who who" especially,
Well fuck you lah! They are one of my worlds,
I say that graciously.

Muahahaha, I'm one rude asshole,
And that's what I'm gonna be,
It's such a wonderful role,
And it's, in you're most favourite term, FREEEEEE!!!!

Now this is what I call "Creative Swearing",
Or maybe "Poetic Cursing", hmm?
Ahahahah! My anger isn't even flaring,
Not even a mite little fume.

Oh great, I was planning on copying this into my 'Green Book',
Which is so open for "Mass Public Viewing",
Maybe I should just delete this whole poem...
Nah, I just love to see you chewing.

And so ends this stinking vulgar part of my poems,
And DAMN it feels good!!
Now where's all that good food?

Heh, this is my second poem,
Which I gratefully do, dude,
'Cause as you should know,
Most of it is very, very rude.

If you didn't get it,
Don't throw a fit,
It really didn't make sense,
Containing past, present and funny tense.

The formality we can dispense,
Ceasing all forms of suspense,
Sure what, we're best friends,
Although sometimes, we're just sooo dense.

Hmm… What to say this time?
Swearing isn't such a big crime,
Is it? At least, it is in our school,
Oh yeah, our school. I'm being such a fool.

Let's see,
What are the things you call me?
Dirtbag, shitbag, asshole, stupid are all a common thing,
The more cuter ones being fucker, idiot and Han Leen.

Yeah yeah, laugh all you want.
Do it! It's good for your heart,
You receive a LOT of things from your aunt,
Except maybe, for a fart.

No offence there,
I just had to add a little spice,
To make this poem not-so-nice,
I'm such a huggable bear.

Dear me, it's 1:30 AM,
Sleep is gonna hit me like KA-BAM!
Of course, I don't sleep that early,
Unless I have to, waking up big and burly.

Mm...I think the first poem said a lot,
Although it was more rude than it was not,
Damn we have good times together,
Falling from the sky like a feather.


To tell you the truth,
I dislike you talking about the "Who who who",
But it's okay, I want you to say that, even if you're at the risk of breaking a tooth,
Why? Because I like her a LOT!! It's very true...

Don't think I'm nuts or something,
I'm just something very soothing,
Or maybe not,
'Cause I always forgot.

I need to say something.
Although it may seem like nothing,
I like, and love, Stefanie more,
She always makes my heart soar.

Do you get it, Wey Ping?
Someone like Stefanie makes me sing.

I'm smiling right now,
'Cause I'm thinking of sending something that is soo nice,
Something bigger than a cow,
And something cooler than ice.

It's a poem of Stefanie,
A person of importance, at least, to me.
Don't think I'm crazy about her,
I'm just in love, I concur.

Now, as I finish this poem,
I smile as I remember all the good times we had,
And all the bad you made right once more,
I'll miss you dearly if you go, me lad...


Hey Wey Ping, it's me again,
I know I know, I might be a pain,
But there is just something I have to say,
Even if it makes me give a heavy pay.

I love Huey Shyan, yes it's true,
There's no other person who's quite like you,
Even if I am that shy a guy,
I know I'll have you as a friend, no lie.

You know what? I hope we will always be friends,
There are still a lot of things I don't know about you man,
Even though we've been together and it never ends,
I'm still trying to understand you, as much as anyone can.

Who do you like? That's a mystery to me,
Even if someone says it's someone all can see,
I want to hear it from your own mouth, in your own words,
There is no one I know who doesn't like other girls.


You're my best friend, it really is true,
There's no reason in staying blue,
Because I'm here for you, and you likewise,
At least, until we both get stuck, please advise.

So what if life sucks? So what if we die?
I'll still have my memory of our time together,
And that is no lie,
Because it is something I cannot gather.

There are times when you step over the line,
There are times when you can just break my spine,
Then there are times when we can just laugh together,
Then there are times when we can just be friends forever.

Sometimes when life gets me down,
You can always cheer me up, and rub off my frown,
Sometimes when life sucks a lot,
You are always there to make it not.

Even though I don't really console you at times,
I really want to, I just don't know how,
Even though I don't really treat you best, not even dimes,
I really want to, I don't know when is the 'Now'.

Some people wonder why I'm even friends with you,
Why I would tolerate an ingrate which is true,
Some people wonder why I haven't gone nuts,
Why I would stand all of your pain-in-the-butts.

It's because you are cool!
It's because you rule!
It's because you are the man!
It's because you are my friend.

It's because when you cheer,
I can lose all fear,
It's because when you shout louder,
I will work much harder.

It's because you won't frown,
Right after I fall down,
It's because when I'm sad,
You won't make me feel bad.

It's because when I am feeling down,
You'll wipe off that big fat frown,
It's because when there is no one there,
You pop up in my face and show me that you care.

It's because when I just hate life,
You come along and show me why I should stay,
It's because when I just wanna throw a knife,
You come along and show me what to say.

It's because when you know I am mad,
You won't act that bad,
It's because when you know I don't want to be disturbed,
You won't continue to annoy me and be absurd.

It's because when you know what I feel is true,
You just shut up and sit down, without anything to do,
It's because when you know I just have nothing to do,
You come along and tell me what's what and who's who.

It's because when all Hell breaks loose and nothing is right,
You'll still be right by me, shining your irreplaceable light,
It's because when nothing seems to go right,
You still act like everything’s cool, nothing’s a fight.

It's because when you know I really need privacy,
You go away and just leave me be,
It's because when you know I just need you here,
You stop whatever you're doing and try to cover my rear.

It's because when I'm taking fire and I need assistance,
You'll come in less than an instance,
It's because when I'm down and need help urgently,
You'll try your best to help me, determinedly.

It's because even when I don't treat you that well,
You consider it as a very short-term spell,
It's because even when I start to piss you off,
You consider it as friendship and don't scoff.

It's because you are my friend,
Not to mention my bestest best man,
It's because you are you,
And nothing else could be more true.