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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
you make me wanna is playing.

nth much realli. first day of da cny hols. went visiting. eat eat eat.

next week confirm must go on diet.

anyhows. i watched dennis da menace just now.. and mrs wilson read this poem out to dennis before he slept..

[wymken, blynken, and nod]

wynken, blynken, and nod one night
sailed off in a wooden shoe,
sailed on a river of crystal light,
into a sea of dew.
"where are you going,
and wat do you wish?"
the old moon asked da three.
"we haf come to fish for da herring fish
dat live in this beautiful sea-
nets of silver and gold haf we!"
said wynken, blynken, and nod.

da old moon laughed and sang a song,
as they rocked in da wooden shoe,
and da wind dat sped them
all night long
ruffled da waves of dew.
da little stars were da herring fish
dat lived in dat beautiful sea.
"now cast your nets whereever you wish,
never afeard are we!"
so cried da stars to
da fishermen three:
wynken, blynken, and nod.

all night long their nets they threw
to da stars in
da twinkling foam,
den down from da skies
came da wooden shoe,
bringing da fishermen home.
't was all so prettie a sail it seemed
as if it could not be,
and some folks thought 't was
a dream they'd dreamed
of sailing dat beautiful sea,
but i shall name you
da fishermen three:
wynken, blynken, and nod.

wynken and blynken are two little eyes,
and nod is a little head,
and da wooden shoe dat sailed da skies
is a wee one's little bed.
so shut your eyes while mother sings
of wonderful sights dat be
and you shall see da beautiful things
as you rock in da misty sea,
where da old shoe rocked
the fishermen three:
wynken, blynken, and nod.

i love poems. poems are good. they get me all smiley. esp ones involving stars..

sam dearest. coffee bean wif you was realli nice. and my darling. i love you too. we must go back to dat taiwan eatery place again k. cuz im craving da braised pork rice already. haha..

hy and leonard. haha. i love you guys. we should haf more 'team' dinners man. we'll go back there and haf tau suan again soon k. haha..

'.. frenz till da end ..'





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