Poems by heart - Part 4

I Dedicate this piece to dear Mr.Shah Alam Shah. XD

                                                                         Here Goes...

Oh Shah ALam Shah..

Shall I compare thee to a sauna?

where all my sweat pourin' like rain watah..

But to you, It doesn't seem to matter

You grew hotter, and hotter, and hottah..

Thanks to you, I realize i could take shower 10 times a day..

and our water bill Blew our mind away!

Even our make-ups mealts away

and my pimples happily Breaks away

Or Shah ALam shah,

Shall I compare thee to a boiler?

Where nobody seems to bother..

If I live or die dehydratah

Sometimes I think,

I might as well live under a carburetor..

Or be eaten by an aligator..

Thanks to you, I think my spirit grew stronger

even though my skin becomes sicker and sicker..

owh, my Shah alam Shah,

Shall I compare thee to an oven?

where people dont mind eatin' twenty-four-seven

Because their bodies suddenly becomes thin and even..

Even sleeping, I was like danzel in distress.

Until I undress.. Yeah, I had to undress,

Coz I don't wanna be having nightmares,

Don't wanna wake up, feeling Depressed..

I don't wanna be distasteful

But, I don't find u useful

Oh Shah Alam Shah..

I can't say its all your fault..

But complaining seems to be a cult..

& I find living under u is very difficult..

Originally, 

From the One and Only: DewiBatrishya®

*My "vocablulary" lists..  ^^

watah : water

hottah : hotter -.-

dehydratah: dehydrated

make-up : stuff we like to put on our face, 

to enhance beauty..(or so we thought..) -.-