Get the bug?
Baby,baby;
I get your bug.
Baby,Baby;
You do not charm me much.
Why do I say so?
Freckles on your face says yes.
Baby, Baby;
You love to blush.
I wonder why,
You always stay that way?
Baby, Baby;
Why do you swell?
Is it because,
Polka dots is what you prefer?
Baby, Baby;
You have a cutting edge.
Regular you say?
You are special in every way.
Baby, baby;
You don't end that way.
With dark circles,
You look sexy that way.
Baby, baby;
I ache daily to meet you much.
Such unrequited love,
It hurts me so.
Baby, baby;
Don't go away.
Because baby,
You are my type.
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Super zha dao right? I know lah.
My baby is bak kwa.
Simply cos CNY is going end.
I am going to miss it a lot.
Clues in this poem:
Freckles and swell = The little dots on the surface of the bak kwa.
Love to blush = Well it is blushing alright? (red)
Cutting edge, regular you say = It is cut into regular pieces.
Dark circles = simply cos it is black a bit lah at the edge.
Totally random,
Hope you have a lame day today.
Love,
A little less lame.
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