Wednesday, 13 May 2015

My Favorite Food ; Poem



Char Kuey Teow, Oh Char Kuey Teow,
What is that amazing smell,
it tastes so good you don't have to tell,
fried with bean sprouts, pork rinds and little shrimp still in their shells,
sometimes there's even some eggshells.

Char Kuey Teow, Oh Char Kuey Teow,
What secrets inside that you have withheld,
taking a bite feels like being cast a magical spell,
so delicious it should belong in a fairytale,
a magical dish every hawker has to sell.

So listen up ladies and gentlemen, listen well,
\what you're going to have for lunch I will foretell,
if you're hungry you should act now,
go out and eat some Char Kuey Teow.

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