Sorry PGP, for the noise

Wheels roll on tarmac,
Sweat runs down a young boy's back,
Young hearts run free, laugh

Days of Wine and Noses

Sweet and scarlet juice
Trickles from a halved melon
Forms spots on the sand.

My Red Room

Beer cans and bottles
The soft breeze through the window
Makes them clink faintly.

Her Red Room

Beer cans all aligned
In a disorganised row
Like trophies, empty.

Fiona's Poem

Singing dancing laughing,
Milo and music.
What joy they bring,
Butterfly,
So high.
*grin*

-Fiona

Bird Nest Factory

Stop squeezing me
Or I'll spit
I really will

Pasta Mania

Spun a fork
Into a pile of noodles
Never looked back

An Observation!

Felines perch atop
Trees heavy with juicy fruits
Only to pounce on birds

Double O (Crass Version)

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah hey hey hey

Kent Ridge Hall

On the roof, we stacked
Numerous cans atop each other
Indifferent to gravity, intoxication

And we flew like Icarus
High above, someone
Lit a cigarette, blew

Fort Canning Picnic

White wine in sugary cones
Two to keep the
Wine from spilling
Wetting the grass

A marshmallow for you
Maybe one, maybe two
Excuse me I'll have more
Make it three, make it four!

Poem about NUS Guitar Ensemble

Okinawa is famous
For things
That go yip!
Yip yip!

Tralala! Animal Poetry

CAT
A cat made of sticks
Nibbles figs and candle wicks
Oh! Hungry cat, you

PUPPY
Woof! See there, a bone
Burying is so much fun
Bark bark! Yip! Hooray!

FISH
Fishes are wet things
They have neither feet or wings
But they flop. A lot.

Hooray~!

Bunnies in heat

Oh you Bunny
Fur all in disarray
Why are your paws
Hidden in the honey bucket