can't stand me now

as mentioned in the previous entry i'm reading a biography about Pete Doherty, straight As student turned into rock and roll prodigy and hardcore drug addict. in the biography it mentions about pete's love and flair for poetry. well to me poetry is basically bollocks, a babble of your thoughts and feelings. there's no right or rubbish. so here's one from me.

heavy heart on gloomy sundays,
monday blues nothing new,
half priced waffles tuesdays,
mambo retro ladies wednesdays,
thursday nights out come the malay chavs,
thank godness it's friday,
please don't end dear saturday.

anyway to sidetrack, i saw this dude with piercings giving a tudong girl a chaste hug. up theirs.