Thursday, November 5, 2009

His PC is on,but he is gone...

hi!!!



We just roasted sweet corn,
We even baked cheese prawn,
It is useless to wait even until dawn,
And I really do miss his taunt.

He told me he wanted to dye his hair blonde,
While I am staring at the shirt he worn,
Noticing his computer is still on,
But sorry to say,he is gone.

Tears rolling out as I can't resist,
I am very sure he will be missed,
His journey is really too short to cease,
May the God bless and rest in peace...


Dedicated to the victims of natural disasters.

I would like to thank Alex for the inspiration. 'His pc is on,but he is gone',this builds up the poem.



-steam-

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