Friday, November 6, 2009 • 2:19 AM
This poem is dedicated to Father Chan.
Father Chan is a weird weird guy who roams the bins at night
He eats all things both rats and bugs and scares the hell out of humans
He'll dye his hair both pink and red to deny that he's growing old
But people sees him as an old hag and spits at him when they walk by
haha Father Chan, You're an old hag
Ha ha ha ha Mua ha ha
=)
I'll continue another time(=
toodles=)
=Mindy
