Night and Day

0017hrs..
here is a great poem by shawn the lamo.enjoy.

Idiocy- by KMC
There was a man from Po
Who had a scraggy ho.
He was a bloody gay
and passed time eating hay
Some thought he was animalistic
But one day he went ballistic
when someone threw up in his pot
of lumpy chinese porridge(hot!)
That was enough to drive him mad
though it mad his porridge sad
and to his hands his shotgun flew
and with one shell his brain he blew

Then one day, a passing woman saw
the idiot's corpse draped on the floor.
With a shriek she turned to flee
but her bladder told her she needed to pee.
So pee she did, on the man's fallen body.
And what a pee too, it smelt bloody shoddy.
Just then, the village clock struck one.
And the woman thought that was just for fun.
She'd light the idiot's corpse on fire
and let his home be the funeral pyre.
A pity too, though no one cried
the woman set herself alight.

Ash and soot blocked out the sun.
But when most people see fire, they run.
Not these people though, not men of Po.
When they see fire, they don't pack up and go.
Instead, they will charge, as fast as can be
towards burning ambers, all chocked up with glee.
So line by line, some in a daze
the village folk burnt in the blaze.
This then , concludes our little story
and proves its law and not just theory
That the result is always the same
You can't beat a fool at his own game.
-the end-

nice eh?
my darling almost died today..he said he fell 2 storeys. i feel so pain for him..
ilu..=)