one..two..three..four..five
once i caught a fish alive
six..seven..eight..nine..ten
then i let it go again
why did i let it go?
because it bit my finger so.
which finger did it bite?
the little finger on my right
(yes. this being in my head for the whole day. go old memories)
3 bottles of thought:
comel!
budak kecik mmg chomel.
hahahah
hhihi...do u want to go back to ur pre-school time again? im glad to b ur teacher :)
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