Why settle for a girlfriend who's one in a million?
Not me, pal - no way.
No, siree - I've gone and got myself a Chinese lass...
Well over a billion over there, last I read - 1,330,044,605, to be precise (I just knew there just had to be a soulmate out there somewhere).
And a right canny lass, she is, too: "if I needle, then you prick," she say...
- OK, so she's no Confucius, but she does have a point...as any self-respecting 'needle' would have, of course, haha.
And no (before you ask) she's not Wei Tu Yung, either. And yes, I did say 'one in a billion' - not 'won in a raffle'. I've heard them all before...
Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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