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14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

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:: Prawn in the Hokkien Mee ::


:: Prawn in the Hokkien Mee ::


In the food stall down the street

There's this lad selling hokkien mee

The stalls have nothing nice to eat

But then, this lad's good enough for me


And so I'll head there everyday

To see my dream boy do his chore

No matter how far, I'll make my way

For it'll never be a bore


Hokkien mee, hokkien mee

You're the prawn in my hokkien mee

Hokkien mee, hokkien mee 

I only want the prawn, you see


I ordered my mee and said hello

You gave me a smile and we talk some more

Let's hang out? You said okay lor 

Now we're frying mee at the stall 



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really? gawd...thats so local flavour short story, arts-festy kinda movie..haha

You now dating the prawn mee boy?

hahaha... this is really cute....

nice! also, i am trying to imagine how this poem sounds like when read in mandarin... about xia mien... hmmm....


wah ha ha... such humour with ur infatuation :o) where's the stall har? i also want to eat his prawn... i mean, mee! hahaha... (hopefully not hae bee) all the best to ur hawkering venture ;o)

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