Me and Iggy are aspiring poets, me being the better one of course. Past few days, largely inspired by the romantic poet, Solomon, we were reciting our thoughts of love and peace towards each other through bits and pieces of stanza we created.

One day, he started off, "You hair is as long as grass." (wth!?)

Me, catching up, "Your hair is as dry as grass and so fine it shows the whiteness of your scalp." (balding!)
I continued, "Your eyebrows are thick and coarse like ox's hair."

He, inspired suddenly, came out with a, "Your eyebrows are like anchovies."
Now what the fish is anchovies right? I thought it sounds like an organism. In fact, I'm right. It's IKAN BILIS. My eyebrows are like Ikan Bilis!? Creative!

Over the next few days, we let slipped more verses.

Further improving on my eyebrow, "Your eyebrows are flawlessly shaped to your drooping eyebags which seemly caught my attention." ( ~!@#$%^&*)

"Your tummy is as soft as tofu and appears to be 5 months pregnant."

Direct plagiarizing, "My thoughts towards you are like the sand on the beach, thoughts of love and peace."

"My thoughts towards you are like dust in my room" (He complains my room is very dusty and even bought a dehumidifier to suck up the dust in my room recently. And obviously, I'm pissed with that stanza about my eyebags. Sensitive okay.. )

V day's coming. V for Vendetta. Lame.

Labels: idea, love-d