My class, 6A2
Here I am, to speak out my mind,
about the class that I was assigned,
6A2, physics is our pride,
please hear me, hear my plight.
Our class teacher, Madame Loo,
‘Saya dah pening’ , her only rule,
but she is good, I can't deny,
A physics teacher, that I rely.
Jun Kit, our playful class monitor,
he is the class notorious corruptor,
spreading his vile and perverted ideas,
causing chaos, maelstrom, and huge disasters.
May Gi, our assistant monitor,
Fortunately, a reverse of our class corruptor,
held to Buddhism, her respected religion,
to fend off the filth, from our nasty Behemoth.
Jefferson, the king of our class,
scoring the highest, away from the last,
have sense of moral and dignity,
a good and wise leader of the yellow team.
Ben the 'ball-less' is what we call,
Our class PR and the teachers' doll,
carefree, lively and like to talk,
business minded, a future boss.
Gary the god, the hardcore gamer,
COD and L4D is what he remembers,
shoot out with his brother on Thursday night,
killing each other till the day saw light.
Zheng Yang the sissy bodyguard,
a black belt master of martial arts,
like to act cute and displayed it out,
here and there, he really felt proud?.
Seen Suan Seen Suan like to count,
always finished his maths handouts,
Never I saw, a men like him,
complete federal, like eating beans.
Lek Pong the most industrious of all,
doing homework where ever he stop,
he pay no heed to the chaotic calls,
that our class produced when the teachers are gone.
Andrew, Andrew as silent as a dew,
You can say he’s just like a brew,
Sit silently at the corner of the room,
When he speak his mind, out with a boom.
Kuan Yau, the famous Professor Pervert,
He know nothing more than how to make love,
The skills and tactics, he got it all,
I just can’t imagine, how much he got.
Kah Ming, the bad mouth king,
Critic , gossip, and back stabbing,
Be on his good side, you are save,
Pissed him off, you better pray.
Mak Ko, sorry, sorry and sorry lor,
Apologizing numerously at every fault.
Sometimes, what is he apologizing for?
No need to know, his upheld law.
Hao Wan Yee, the fine ballet dancer,
When asked to dance, no is the answer,
A talkative yet, a quiet girl.
Always be the gossip of me with her.
(Although it’s not true, I have someone else in mind.)
Chai Ling the female newcomer.
Have a fine skill in making desserts.
A lively and sociable, with dignity shines,
Within the deepest part of her purest mind.
As for me, the last but not least,
Very particular in class decorative,
I’m not sure of how they see,
But I think, they all like me.
Mr. Tiong, our MUET teacher,
Always guide us like a preacher,
He gave his mind, telling out stories,
To set examples, of what’s good and filthy.
Madame Hong, Maths Master.
Guide us through, with her handy marker,
A fun to be with and a nice teacher,
When comes to homework, Oh my goodness.
Pn. Suraini, happy go lucky,
She always complains, “tak mahu buat lagi?!”.
What to do, we are all lazy,
We told her, we baca sendiri.
Pn. Vijaya, our chem teacher,
Give us teachings, make us clever,
Looked serious, on the outside,
When Ben howls, a smile will rise.
This is the story of 6A2,
Filled with talents in all sorts of fields,
If my words are offensively rude,
I’m very sorry, apologies to you.
