Tuesday, 12 February 2008

Fireflies For Sale

The recent cold winter and heavy snowfall in China, Canada and other northern countries has given me the idea of exporting fireflies to these countries for the winter.
I know a lot of you will be sceptical about the idea and think that the fireflies cannot survive the bitter cold. But, according to my grandpa, the “fire” in their bellies not only allows the firefly to provide light but also warmth, and he should know.
As a boy in China, during the cold winter nights when he and his siblings huddled around a jar of fireflies to study, they could feel the warmth emanating from the fireflies.
Now, I have always known my grandpa to be an honest man so I am going to believe him and not any scientific hocus-pocus that says otherwise.

I intend to sell my fireflies in 3 amounts: the 25 fireflies jar, the 50 fireflies jar and the 100 fireflies jar.
According to grandpa, the 25 fireflies jar is enough to warm one’s heart. So if you are a couple, I would suggest the 50 fireflies jar and, if you have more than one partner, then I strongly recommend the 100 fireflies jar.
If you buy in bulk, I can offer you a 10% discount. So hurry up if you are interested and place your orders with me now.

By the way, I am also looking for agents to market my fireflies. The firefly is a clean form of alternative energy and during this time of spiraling oil prices, I can assure you that this will be a very good investment. So, seize the chance. Contact me now!

However, I still have one minor problem to solve: How to feed the fireflies in your country?
Grandpa said he fed the fireflies with leaves from the “firefly” tree. In Malaysia, the “firefly” tree is a mangrove tree called the Berembang which is found lining the banks of our rivers.

First, I have tried feeding them with dried Berembang leaves but the fireflies complained that they are not fresh.
Next, I have tried feeding them with the juice from ground Berembang leaves but the fussy fireflies claimed that the juice makes them too heavy to fly.
Now, I am working on my “leaf-pelleting” machine which would turn the leaves into pellets but I am almost sure that the recalcitrant fireflies are going to say that the pellets are too dry.

So, here is my proposal. If any of you have any bright idea how to solve this problem, please contact me. If it works, I am prepared to offer you a partnership in the business.

Friday, 1 February 2008

Beneath The Open Skies

I'm lying here inside the tent
Gazing into the starry night
Snugly wrapped, in quiet content
Ensnared by the camp-fire’s light

Leaves rustle gently in the breeze
The tree-tops alluringly sway
The lost wind through the branches squeeze
Stubbornly searching for its way

Hoping to see a shooting star
As it journeys across the sky
Tonight my greatest wish by far
Is to run with the firefly

The bullfrog’s throaty courtship song
The night owl’s haunting piercing cry
The babbling stream, creeping along
Sing nature’s awesome lullaby

As my eyes close, heavy with sleep
Upon the earth, my head I lay
Dozing softly, comfy and deep
Until another brilliant day

Sunday, 27 January 2008

When Love Dies

When love dies,

Are you surprised
By its demise
Do you know why
Do you want to cry

When love dies, do you

Mire in sorrow
As the tears flow
Cling to the memories
The forgotten promises

When love dies, can you

Wish him all the best
Harbour no regrets
Realise it’s not to be
Grudgingly set him free

Saturday, 19 January 2008

I Want To Dance With A Fairy .....

I want to dance with a fairy
And make my dreams come true
As the kind and lovely lady
Always grant a wish or two

If I were to drink with a goblin
And down pints and pints of ale
Would he take me treasure-hunting
Across meadows and down dale

I will sing with a merry elf
Even if I go out of tune
If it brings me fabulous wealth
And eternal good fortune

If I can follow a leprechaun
To the end of the rainbow
I can sneak off at the crack of dawn
With a monstrous pot in tow

I will joust with the noble dragon
For some fine lady’s hand
And when I wed the pretty maiden
There shall be a Rock band

If only I have the pleasure
Of hobnobbing with a gnome
I can admire the fabled treasure
And take some of it home

I would love to ride the mystical unicorn
And gallivant around the world
From the Northern Lights down to Cape Horn
In search of the elusive Black Pearl

If I can do all of the above
I shall be richer than a king
I will give it all to my one true love
The love that means everything