Thursday, February 11, 2010

Poem dedicated to Peas

matar matar matar
oh my matar
y dont u wear sweater
stop ur chatar patar
coz you are his heater
wah wah wah
Bt I m not spinster
that's ok for this mister
my eyes r watering
tell ur eyes not to water
else, i will tell ur matar
if he comes to know that we r making fun of his matar, he will throw us in guttar
will tell him to put sweater
coz its winter
wah wah puttar
Today I have to visit monster
who is that prankster?
we three
we three - jam, bread and butter
ok lets finish this matar story, O'wise it will disaster
let me go to loo, cat control baba
what cant she control?
susu or laughter?
:D :D :D :D

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