Saturday, June 09, 2007



A suit flips and flops without a single bone to support
It struggle to walk against a gusty wind
There are a different group of suits walking around the town
A man in a brown suit that pokes it eye out
With his curiosity
Seeing a blue suit pursue the glowing head
That have been stuck on a metallic stick with his frighten eye
No sure how to say “ I not for sale!”

© BY HUNG LIN 2007