nai's rhetoric

Me

aster thy name,
resounds sweetly on the lips.
surely destined for fame,
if she doesnt slip.
so what do you say,
friday night at seven.
under the moonlit rays,
we have dinner surely heaven.

William

aster thy name
linger in my fucking brains
day & nite i think of you
until lim pei fucking go insane
nina bu cb reply my sms
or else i diao zui n crack ur head
so u better come out with me on fri
or else u will find pig head on ur door frame