butter.
When you have butterflies in your stomach, do you laugh to let them all out? Do you eat to push them deep in? Do you sing to calm them down low? Do you pray so they hear your say? Do…
peck.
I have to pack, six-pack, but I’m sick of pecking so I’d rather pick sex.
clean.
We separated the colours. I only had one white and a few colours, so we decided to share. We put them in washing machine six, washing machine five, washing machine four. Washing machine six for whites, because it rhymes at…
hahahem.
My father, the Balinese, has several nonsense rhymes that he learned from his childhood days which he has kept reciting forever. He would do one out of the blue: Kaki, Kakiang, Dadong, Dadongkang. And he would do another one to…