Haven't written a poem in a long time.
Today Im sick, I want to puke
I never met a man name Luke
I miss my babe, he's now at work
Bedok camp is where he lurks
My mum is starting a business soon
Im sure she is over the blarrdy moon
My dad that night went gaga
When he realise the price of my new sofa
E-Chiing's Apple crashed yesterday
It can't be fix and its not okay
E-Lin is coming home next week
I hope for the her the weather's not bleak
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