Wednesday, March 26, 2008
The BOON poem
Main editors:
Content wise: Aloysius
Structure wise: Anselm
Ideas providers: WeeKiat, Jia Qi, Leon
The BOON poemMy name ends with bOON
Because of that, I like eating fried bee hOON
I love swimming and bathing in a lagOON
Cleansing myself whilst I crOON
When night falls, I look up at the mOON
Dreaming about all the things I can get at mini tOONs
I study in the same class as babOONs
However, unlike them, I eat rice with a spOON
After which I rest in a cocOON
I stay there with my pet racOON
Which hibernates from December to JUNE
And then I usually get up at nOON
Whilst watching some lame cartOONs
I sell alcohol in my salOON
Aspiring to be the richest tycOON
To improve my business, I give out ballOONs
Customers usually like those that are marOON
After retiring from the 13th PlatOON
Where I once served as a dragOON
I started creating rUNEs
No weather conditions could stop me, not even a typhOON
And my favourite weapon then was a harpOON
This poem will end sOON
With me saying "Long live! My Precious spermatozOON!"
That's simply my life as Wayne bOON.
-Anonymous
L ones are crappy~
6:38 PM