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Wednesday, 30 January 2013

A Schoolboy Crush



It was a time of innocence
Of chalkboards and schoolbus distance
Of a girl whose sunny smile
Kept me distracted for a long, long while

My first present to her was a set of dolls
From saved pocket money as I do recall
All made-up pretty and dressed up nice
Not much bigger than two stacked up dice

A day in school did finally come
When I stood by her all silly and dumb
I could only look at her with loving gaze
All love-struck, speechless and kinda' dazed

From then on my head would swell
Whenever I got to school and hear the bell
For in class there was only joy
To see her laugh, to hear her voice

Chorus:
Then there's that thing she does with her hair
Then there's that thing she does without a care

Then there's that thing that leaves me weak
Then there's that thing that my heart will seek

A love so new
A love so true
A love I love... Only you

Now it is a time of reflection
Of old friends and youthful action
I recall that girl of darker hair and skin
Whose smile and eyes could shut out din

I know not now how she might look
Does she play the guitar, does she cook?
I remember her from Girl Guide days
Me with my NPCC and drill marching ways

Ah, I am glad for a puppy love expressed
At least I will not live forever in regret
For when one's heart is shining like a light
It should bathe the other with full delight

A virgin love is a treasure to keep
To remind us before our final sleep
Of a time when the world was right
And there sweetly I will go into the night

- by TC Lai


Thursday, 24 January 2013

Once They Were Firm

I once had a chest that bounced off light
Now I have a chest that raises a baby's delight

I had it start all scrawny and ribbed
That carried me through adolescence like a bib

I then had pecs, no thanks to NS
All that chin-up, monkey bar and physical duress

I again discovered my manly chest
Dating girlfriends who whispered as they rest

I was quite happy to let it go
Soft as a pillow, for a baby I came to know

I heaved my chest over the years
To build a family from sweat, joy, tears

I carelessly ate and let the chest fat in
Now it is pasty, squishy and looking s'been

I once had a chest firm and sculpted
It now has mounds, a teenager's adulterated

I know the words for them but cannot voice
It is feminine, pubescent and dare say I, a joy?

I know, "WTF, WTF, WTF..."
Am I in love with my own manboobs club?

I cup them like soft unbaked dough
And feel a rise right down below

I care not now for the Pams and Jos
When my own manboobs taunt me sexily so

I was titillated but for a sec
Of what it means to own the opposite sex

I wonder what the other guys also think
Of a pair of small jugs, okay, looking thin

I shake my head and go "Nah!"
Better go get that manboob bra

I might not look good in a tee anymore
But do I want a race of Tits-to-the-Floor?

I once had a chest that bounced off light
Now I have a chest that raises a baby's delight


- by TC Lai

Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Sand In My Butt


I have sand in my butt
From I know not whence

I have sand in my butt
And it's making me tense

I have sand in my butt
Why should that be?

I have sand in my butt
Did I chop someone's tree?

I have sand in my butt
Was it a place I liked?

I have sand in my butt
That won't remove, I've tried

I have sand in my butt
That keeps reminding me

I have sand in my butt
Oh please, set me free!

- by TC Lai

Sunday, 13 January 2013

All I Need Today

In these turbulent times of now
When farmers are even missing cows
So my milk goes a little sour
And life and dreams stutter for a while

The light in my fridge flickers on
Shining a little bare and upon
Not much, some scraps some bits
How much of a hunger will they meet?

Then a knock on the door
And feet sounds on the floor
Friends have come a-calling
What surprises are they now abearing?

A love of ham, a hand of eggs
Things cooked, things baked
They throw open my fridge
And stuff it full and make it peach

Oh, I am starved no more
For friends always come ashore
At times when one feels stranded
Their gaiety have always amended

What I might thirst or hunger
What that fortunes cannot aplunder
It's the presence of their beings
Of laughter, jokes and knee-slapping

It's when with them I hunger not
Even when my stomach is all in a knot
My heart and mind is leaven
Who cares if my fridge is not a heaven

All I need....are for friends to be around
Especially today when old friends are found

- by TC Lai

=== Note ===
The above poem was inspired by a friend's birthday poem below:

What's a birthday without birthday cheers
What's a cheer without friends and peers
Friends of old and friends of new
Peers of then and peers in queue
Friends who cares not what you are
But friends who care of who you are
Friends who see you ever so often
Or those who see you perhaps once upon
It no matter 'coz time waits for no man
And the sun no longer just give you a tan
Pigmentation and old-age spots starts apopping
But nothing beats good old friends who comes a-knockin

Happy Birthday TC
And may your birthday be filled with sweet memories
May Our Lord keep you safe, healthy and wise
To walk together in yours and your loved ones lives
God bless- Angie Cheang