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ode to the seaman's son...

the magic does not come from one but made possible by all
this thread comes only alive when everyone heeds the call
let us all unite, be solid as one as we stand proud and tall
the sammyboy spirit shall prevail, it's written on the wall

Holy shit!
A veritable master wordsmith and poet all rolled into one.
 
Let us all operate with determination
For the good of our Nation.
What we need is sheer cooperation
To see our ideas coming to fruition
When we have people like Zhihau
Sammyboy will succeed anyhow.
 
le kapitan is told that he shouldn't fumble
deep down inside, he's about to crumble
go full steam ahead, never mind the quibble
ol' kapitan whispered: tiller towards trouble!
 
the predators were wrong
they missed the target
they stubbornly went along
but were shot dead instead
 
le kapitan solemnly urged: "let us have faith!"
"never mind the high influx, we all must be brave!"
lil' did he expect this to churn up so much laith
even the gecko would be turning in its grave
 
the twins continued their search
in vain they succumbed and took out their shirt
but they continued to stalk and mock
the kopi they drank gave them the final stroke
 
another fifty years gone past in the blink of an eye
flooding in many areas with waters up till knee high
le kapitan couldn't help but to let out a long sigh
things doesn't bode well for him and he knows the time is nigh
 
the crew had a meeting as the ship sailed towards the bay
all had no ideas although they all wanted to have their say
the only bright spot for this overpaid bunch on a gloomy rainy day
they had a ship which could easily sail through a flooded expressway
 
O' kapitan, O' kapitan, have you had your brew?
when was the last you've checked on your crew?
old kapitan must have shown the treasure map he drew
shown you the directions where the southerly wind blew
 
le kapitan is well aware that the world has changed
he's making sure that new policies will be arranged
keeping up with the times he must break free from those chains
he can start by flushing the sycophants down the drain
 
le kapitan knew that if he flush those sycopants down the drain
little confidence will he be left and without half a brain
Go on he must, go come storm or shine
Afterall he thought , all these teasures are already mine!
 
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another joined the bandwagon bash
drawing straw men of the opponents
uttering the same old sycophantic shit
the same old songs on the soiled toilet seat
 
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performing the same old songs on a soiled toilet seat
le kapitan knew he is in the 'heat'
lest he could sway those who believe
the best they had done he says or else you can leave
 
the wise do not lose their head
leaders do not lose their seats
only the small men pretend they exist
to chastise those who resist
 
With his father's wrath le kapitan thought he could resist
the push of his fellow men to topple him from his seat
a benevolent display le kapitan would use on his crew
but at the back in his mind he would always screw
 
a very good poem I must admit
poetic license here is indeed good
I applaud you for a wonderful piece
hope this forum will continue like this
 
the push of his fellow men to topple him from his seat

Papa forestalled the likelihood of a bloody coup
by putting millitary top brass into the crew
no porn, overtime, first matey as well as kee chiu
plus others in the GLCs just to name a few
 
Tried as he did, Papa would forestall the fall
le kaptian would not be shown the door
But as every wise saying that goes with the wind
le kapitan knew eventually he would never win
 
buckle up my son and be brave
in a few years time papa will be in the grave
things not looking good, the public's lost the faith
" if you ever win ", papa says, " it'll be a close shave "

le kapitan knew eventually he would never win

future has already been foretold in post sixteen,
the electorate will show that they aren't really keen
to be packed like sardines filling right up to the brim
tight situations yield events that are really grim
 
Ahoy, le kapitan shout to his crew at hand
We sail to the towards the glory of the land
Stroking public sentiments is just for fun
And claiming to do everything that is right under the sun
For those that believe they have their say
His fellow men will be dismayed
 
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