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| Scarecrow, my garden's version. |
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
I am No Superwoman
cleaned your dirty underwear and made it fluffy with that softener you can't even pronouce the brand name,
fixed your favourite coffee with exact amount of cheap coffee bean so it tasted gourmet,
switched channel when you made the remote missing,
be your sex slave in the bed I made up until you snore like who knows what,
damn it baby, before you leave for that boy's nite out,
pleeze bring out the garbage.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
The Feet
The feet
The feet are like a relationship. It takes a pair -- one foot reflects the other. Both moving towards the same direction but when on foot moves, the other foot supports the body. Then its the other way around. Yes right, both can move simultaneously, but they will look funny and will be tiring -- hopping towards the goal.
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