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    I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
    Walking by the bay, on the shore
    Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
    You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
    Running into the dark underground

    Wednesday, April 1, 2009

    Dear Uncle:

    I'm sure such an old man like you has heard of FengShui. I normally don't believe in it, but I'm not sure if you do. Anyway, I've got something to share with you.

    I've asked the auntie whose stall is directly behind you, and she has helped me confirm that, in FengShui, Water = wealth/ money. Manure = gold.

    It has been known to my entire family, yes, even my relatives, that you like to splash water over to our side, and especially on us. When you wash things, it's totally unavoidable for you to splash some rather generous, in my humble opinion, amount of water/ "wealth" to my dad's side. Since, say, 4 years ago? My brothers and I have been your much-loved targets, so I've deduced over these few years.

    In my view, you normally do that when you're free, and when we're not. So my dear brothers and I have no time to interact with you when you are so willingly and happily (yes, I did see your smirk on your pock-marked face many times before) splash your "wealth" and "money" in abundance to us.

    Oh oh, and I remembered once you even tried to use the hose!

    Sadly, whenever you throw your "wealth" and "money" to us, you always run away to the other side. Far far away to the other side. I guess thats the bonus of having 2 stalls in a row? And I have no chance to thank you for so generously dumping your "wealth" and"money" to us. Don't be so shy! Who knows? You might even be my generous benefactor to help me pay for my Polytechnic fees!

    However, I've noticed that most of the times, your splashes of "wealth" might not land on us properly. That is wastage! Do you want to take up archery lessons with me to better your aim? I don't mind! But I aim lousier than you, so don't be surprised if one of my stray arrows hit your fat ass. It's the one thing I won't miss, ever, in my entire life.

    Not to worry! I bet your insurance would cover that!

    So anyways. Thank you for doing that. Although dad asked me to ignore you, but seeing how generous you are, I MUST thank you.

    Don't run away next time ok? Cos I'll be sure the WHOLE MARKET WILL HEAR MY THANKS FOR YOU.

    Loves,
    ME.