Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
Happy Birthday to Sarah,
Happy Birthday to you.
I must admit I almost forgot,
If it wasn't for my friendly facebook which made me not.
But before you, Sarah, try to sever my head,
Hey! I thought, I've write her a poem instead.
Well, I can't write sajaks, syairs, nor make any sense,
of that bullshit as my brain strains with such intense.
But, hmmm... there must be of something that I can write,
or her two stuffed mices will hunt me tonight.
I crack my head, pondering what I can do,
write her a food blog? No, that'll be too crude.
Oh wait, I can do another parody of her tags!
with hopes that Rambo the snake-killer would just relax.
Aurora will go bankrupt soon,
if you keep trying but buy you wun.
Cupcakes and sushis come to me,
or Sarahkate will eat all of thee.
Her mission in life is too blog a lot,
about restaurants, aliens and what's not,
It's interesting to know her life Counts 1-2-3,
And at the sound of 4, I'm gonna flee.
I have to admit, it's getting fun,
and let me let you in on one last one.
Amazingly, she doesn't know how to eat hotplate,
After all, *shrugs* her name's Sarahkate.
Oh dear, oh dear, what harm have I done!
I've announced her evil deeds to everyone!
The more I write, the more I "whoops",
I better stop writing before I do more harm than good!
And for the final paragraph, I shall do something holy,
I'll wish her happy year, yours truthfully.
You might shell me for being kinda late,
But hey, that's unfair,
You're eight hours ahead... (sad face.)
Yours Sincerely,
Chai Chun Howe, the one, the only.
P.S.: Best hopes, good wishes, and it's still the 11th on my side, so, technically, I'm not late, just being the last to wish you ok? :whistles: =P
