How do I eat thee, my fish?
Let me count thy ways...
Fish porridge
Fish noodle
Fish bee hoon
Fish mee ta mak
Fish soup
Fish thin bee hoon
Alas, I fear I cannot eat thee anymore as I grew weary of fish at every meal. Though I knowth thoust good for my body but others are calling out for me.
Ice cream, chicken wings, laksa....Oh how I miss them
Goodbye, goodbye, fish.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
*If any of my literature teachers are reading my blog, I sincerely appologise for the abuse of the beautiful poems that you taught me.
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