TRUE VICTORIAN
I once met four victorians,
Once by the name of Jack,
Another one called Julian,
The third Jason,
And not to forget James.Jacks kind of macho if
you know what I mean,
A little crazy and mad he can be,
Never likes to study, and lessons are silly to him
it seems,
Relaxing and lazing are his favourite hobbies.
Now
Julians the opposite but just as bad,
He studies here and he studies there loves to
study,
You know the book worm sort of man,
Though he looks weird with his funny specs and book in
hand,
But who cares, so long as hes a happy man.
Jasons
a bit tougher than the rest,
He has big strong muscles and hes good in sports,
If you need to shift something heavy, ask him, hell
surely say yes,
But if you ask him to help you with maths,
Hell tell you his brain needs some rest.
Unlike the
rest, James is the better man,
Hes an all rounder you might say,
Cause hes a scholar, a sportsman and a
gentleman,
What makes him so unique and special,
Hes a true Victorian, Ill probably say.
This is not
the end yet folks,
I forgot to tell you about the fifth,
Who is neither a scholar, a sportsman nor a gentleman,
Though not even a Victorian,
I still prefer to be with this one,
Cause SHEs so very sweet. (Her names
Julia)
Ten years
had passed
When I met the four Victorians;
They had all become very successful men.
Jacks
speeding off in a big limousine, (Hes a driver you
know)
Julians busy in a world famous university, (as a
janitor)
Physically fit, Jasons opened a business, (selling
chendol)
Still a true Victorian, James a big man now. (Hes a
senator)
Oops, again
I forgot about the fifth one,
Ive got to run now,
"Cause Julias waiting for me at the Mall.
Ezer
1991
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A LEGEND HAS BEGUN
You were a seed, so young and new,
Caressed by the morning dew,
And showered with the endless flow,
Of the raindrops, the raindrops of love,
That fell from above,
But that was a hundred years ago.And now you stand so
proud,
With dignity so tall,
Trials came your way,
But yet you did not fall,
You bore fruit so sweet,
More precious than gold,
But most of all,
You lived to be a hundred years old.
VICTORIA,
You represent that tree,
For you have given, so much love to me,
So I thank you for youre the one that I adore,
And I pray youll live for a hundred years more.
D. Sanjeeva
Jeyaretna
1993
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