DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel
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Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Thursday, November 23, 2006
6:11 PM
Afraid of heights?
What is height of Active Laziness?
Asking for a lift to house while on a morning walk.
What is height of Laziness?
Adopting a child.
What is height of Craziness?
Getting a blank paper Xeroxed.
What is height of Forgetfulness?
Seeing the mirror and trying to recollect when you saw him / her last.
What is height of Stupidity?
A man looking through a keyhole of a glass door.
What is height of Honesty?
A pregnant woman taking one and a half ticket.
What is height of Suicide?
A dwarf jumping from the footpath on the road.
What is height of De-hydration?
A cow giving milk powder.