A Special Poem For Rueben.

Tis also posted on facebook =D here's a tribute to Rueben Ho Wai Hong!





And then I wrote
A short little note
For a friend of mine
Who cried and whine.

Oh my, his reaction
What a pleasant satisfaction
To digest such a look
A look that couldn't be described by any mere books

My dear friend Rueben
Sat down and pondered
The menu prepared
And he didn't even wondered

All that he saw
Is the price that was raw
A dollar it charged
Whilst his throat was parched

Without a second of a doubt
He ordered the drink out aloud
Reconfirmed with the waiter, he did,
"One dollar, is it?"

Our dear friend Rueben
Did not have a clue
What the drink was
It just came out of the blue...

eh, cannot rhyme anymore, lepak ah, lazy edi ah..


The drink then arrived...
We stare in silence
Some giggling
Some trying to resist from bursting into laughter
At least not for long...
As our dear friend Rueben
Takes a small sip


With a somewhat embarrassed smug on his face
With a pissed tone he says
"Diu, water"
We burst out into laughter.

Oh my friend Rueben,
Just stick to ur bourbon
By now people can deduce
That you ordered sky juice.