Raj Arumugam Poems

me no spit English, me no no Englis, OK?
me barbarrrian, why u one me speak Englis?
u teach me inglish then u want me slave, ya?
u teach me englis and mik mee go from nuture,
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this evening, O gentle moon,
this evening you
preside over calm, dearest moon;
you bring quiet
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dearest readers online
be forewarned
when you read a poem
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the novices are comparing notes
proud of their teachers
(for if you boast of your Teacher
you make yourself look good)
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cheap people laugh
at others for being cheap;
they're so cheap
they think others must be cheap
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the wandering fox
spotted the grapes
hanging above its reach
‘This will quench my thirst, ’
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Brisbane
several applications later
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don’t be dashing round
oh you so young and dashing dash;
so energetic –
you just bewilder us all
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