1:37 AM @ Monday, June 16, 2008

Ms. Toh Yuen May [if i spelled it correctly]

Well - well - well you've had a birthday

And now you're getting really old,

You know, I almost missed it

But it's right you should be told.

I've really been too busy

With a few things on my mind,

So I've come to poke some fun

And it's working out just fine.

What present should I get you ?

Sixteen I hear you are, four more years and you'll be twenty,

Some perfume ? - no, some flowers ? - no,

Ah yes, maybe a bra.

Now what colour should it be ?

Really I don't know what to think,

There must be a colour that suits this birthday girl,

Probably one of the shades of pink.

Now I'm being cute

And that's really not like me,

It's my wish your birthday found you well,

And if in the looking glass one day you see,

Signs of your backside down 'round your knee,

I hope you remember who reminded you so,

But please don't feel too bad - the floors the limit,And that's as far as you go!