Friday, June 08, 2007

My Adventure of Reciting Poetry

My Pretty Rose Tree
by William Blake.

A flower was offered to me,
Such a flower as May never bore;
But I said "I've a pretty rose tree,"
And I passed the sweet flower o'er.

Then I went to my pretty rose tree,
To tend her by day and by night;
But my rose turned away with jealousy,
And her thorns were my only delight

Lads, trust me... screw the stuff you learnt from FHM or your pervy neighbour who can't even pull a bird, even if he lived all his life next to the KL Bird Park.

This one gets the girl everytime.

11 comments:

The Tai Tai said...

i see u took up my advise, young man.

cikPijah said...

pandai lah. saper ajar?

Doreen said...

Hah? But the rose turned away and he was only left with thorns... can get girl like that ah?

anttyk said...

Poetry? Apa itu? Acherly, I think syairs are better!

Leen Ash Burn said...

Riiiightttt.

lilyliverbird said...

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
you are a dickhead
i want to swallow you.

Would this poem get me a guy, Nine?

9 said...

tai tai:
thnks for the idea.

cik pijah:
these things are not learnt. either u hv it or u don't.

heh.

doreen:
the rose merajuk hv to go pujuk balik maah.

9 said...

antyyk:
i'd like u to see u recite a syair to ur gf.. that'd be interesting. :p

leen:
heh. u're just jeles i didn't leave anything in YOUR mailbox.

lily:
trust me. offering blowjob wud definitely get u a guy.

princesswaffzonkle said...

*blush*

i still have it saved on my mailbox. *gropes 9*

chics said...

ohhh. ok, besides loving animal, u loves poetry.

tsk.. this is not good

Inn said...

why la u married alreadi. hehe

I love A Clear Midnight from the same author. If a guy wish me good nite that way.... i'll swoon and fall madly in love with that person.