I just found something while looking through my old files, to find that I still kept a poem that someone made especially for me...
Its supposed to be a RAP anyway...here goes:
Clara,aka wawa,
Shes wondering whether shes a lala,
So she ask me and I said ya ya,
She was so shocked she went gaga,
While I was laughing ha-ha,
She was so mad she ran to her car car,
And drove back to KK so far far,
Screaming for her mama,
She almost became ,
In the end she became a famous hairdresser lala,
Ok la, better end this , Like how ms joyce say ‘ta-ta’.
That's the end of it. Cute, ain't it?
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