Ting Yan And The Escapades Of People and their "Aallu"s

hahahaha...sorry about the title bro!

Seems I'd never have noticed Jaron if it weren't for Ting Yan's hints...

Crazy shit...you'd think before the Os, people would be MORE stressed??
Not us! No Sir!!
Still going quenton's house and shit, we got no stress!

Or thats what we WANT you to think....ooooooh....O.o

I dunno, Im insane...MORE insane...fine....

Fuck O Levels...I just wanna play WoW (addict?)
Meh, joined commies online!! (It's a joke, don't lock me up Mr Lee Kuan Yew!)

On to the poem! (which reminds me, Ms Rachel Chia left for London for studies! HAV FUN! get a brit accent!!)

Hakuna Matata

Spend a good long time,
Sitting under a tree;
Thy pride bows to none,
Save thy own philosophies;

It is a dog,
A Mangy mutt;
But it sticks well,
To proper ones, but-
(Never an anarchist,
Or whispering fascist)

You trust only mind,
And history of experience;
Valuing a penny,
More than the 99 cents;

There have been many,
Who philosophise existence;
It is a sought plague,
The bringer of pestilience;

It has decieved,
And created heroes;
From the ends of infinity,
To depths of zero;

But there are some,
We would follow;
Hakuna matata,
Never hopeless shall thou wallow;

Never long to be a wreck,
For too long;
Be clear and bright,
And sing the song:

For it truly is,
A wonderful phrase;
It shall come to last ye,
For many sad days;

So say it now,
Hakuna matata;

(not all philosophy,
Is problem free)