Mother Goose's Rhymes

From a book (selected).

For Every Evil

For every evil
Under the sun,
There is a remedy,
Or there is none.
If there be one,
Try and find it;
If there be none,
Never mind it.

If...

If all the world
Was apple pie,
And all the sea
Was ink,
And all the trees
Were bread and cheese,
What should we have
To drink?

A Wise Old Owl

A wise old owl
Lived in an oak;
The more he saw
The less he spoke.
The less he spoke
The more he heard.
Why can't we all be
Like that wise old bird?

Monday's Child

Monday's child
Is fair of face,
Tuesday's child
Is full of grace,
Wednesday's child
Is full of woe,
Thursday's child
Has far to go,
Friday's child
Is loving and giving,
Saturday's child
Works hard for his living,
But the child that is born
On the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe,
And good and gay

A Child's Garden of Verses

I got these from a book (selected).

At The Sea-Side

When I was down beside the sea

A wooden spade they gave to me

To dig the sandy shore.

My holes were empty like a cup.

In every hole the sea came up,

Till it could no more.

The Cow

The friendly cow all red and white,

I love with all my heart:

She gives me cream with all her might,

To eat with apple-tart.

She wanders lowing here and there,

And yet she cannot stray,

All in the plaesant open air,

The pleasant light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass

And wet with all the showers,

She walks among the meadow grass

And eats the meadow flowers.

To Any Readers

As from the house your mother sees

You playing round the garden trees,

So you may see, if you will look

Through the windows of this book

Another child, far, far away,

And in another garden, play.

But do not think you can at all,

By knocking on the window,call

That child to hear you. He intent

Is all on his play-business bent.

He does not hear; he will not look,

Nor yet be lured out of this book.

For, long ago, the truth to say,

He has grown and gone away,

And it is but a child of air

That lingers in the garden there.

Give me a B.O.R.I.N.G! What does that spell? (You know what?)

Actually I have nothing to say.

You know what? Everyday is a rerun of yesterday or last week. That's my life during holiday. This morning, I woke up at 6.30am. Yesterday at 8.30am. 9 am is the latest. Every night I slept at 12 or 1. I can't believe it.

I was checking my friendster and I checked who has viewed me. You know what? 6 people from Canada viewed me and I don't know how the hell they know that there is such thing as 'Random Rai'. Jauh jua tu. I think they are buddies. I don't konw why, but I get viewed mostly from overseas... I am not complaining. It is just weird.

Qeelah's fault- Twilight-addict

OMG! Edward's lullaby for Bella is soooooooooooooo nice... Athough there are many. Some say River Flows into you by Yiruma and other say some other songs. Either one go to you tube, type in 'edwards lullaby'. Then all you have to do is click one of them than listen.

I can't believe the cast as Edward, Robert, is soooooooooooooo handsome in Twilight rather than in Harry Potter 4. I didn't know Kristen is the cast as Bella. She looks better in Twilight.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I can't wait. I am so stress out for waiting this movie. Thank you Qeelah for making me addicted to it. If I didn't this wouldn't happen. I feel like I want to burst out but I can't. Qeeeellllaaaaahhhhhhh..... I blame you for this.

I am sooooo Jinxed today.

I hope I am not jinx tomorrow. Janice! Take back your jinx-iness (if that word even exist). Why did you give it to me of all people? It is better running into glass doors that hit something, I scared that 'something' might break like test tube. I hit it on the edge of the sink.

That is all for today...............................

Little Devil Me

This may surprise you but I was a devil when I was little, a toddler. I know this sound weird or impossible even but...

Mu parents told me one day that when I was little about 2 yers old....? Well, my sister, Rena and I were playing dolls like Barbie dolls then in the middle of having fun, I hit her on the head then we started to fight. We fought by pulling each other's hair.

When I was about 3-4 years old, my parents bought us a bouncer that fits in the house; it was small. My parents warned us not to bring any sharp object on the bouncer. Then one day, I was just so curious, I took a sharpened pencil from the nearby desk then run to the bouncer and poke it in the middle of the bouncer. After that I took a cellotape to cover the tiny hole. When it was totally deflated, my father asked us whose responsibility was it but I said nothing until last year.

Actually there's more but I forgot. Mostly when I was small, still a child who doesn't has a clue. Between Rena and I, we stop fighting since were in primary school. Funny.... :-D Bye