Wednesday, November 23, 2005
perverts
Oh who's hiding over there, smirking with glee?Why is he doing that, and staring straight at me?
Oh who's holding the camera, clicking away?
Why is he clicking, clicking the whole day?
I drew back the curtain to take a whiff of fresh air,
But what's that stupid nincompoop doing over there?
He's peering through his window, he's crouching down low,
What is he trying to do? I'm about to know.
Whenever I'm finished with a bath and cleaned out my ear lobes,
I'm always clad and always clad in white bath robes.
I entered my room and made a horrendous find,
I'd forgotten to close the curtains, i must've been outta my mind!
The dreadful man appeared again and peered thru' the window,
What he'd intended to do, I thought I'd never know.
But i did then.
He whipped out a costly camera and carefully took his aim,
I quickly closed the curtains for I didn't want the shame!
I peeped through a hole in the curtain, and this is what I saw:
Click! Went the camera. I had to close my gaping jaw.
Click! Went the camera. Now that's against the law.
It was a pervert! A stinking pervert was he,
But he failed to get disgusting photographs of me!
I stuck my hand thru' the curtain, and showed him the middle finger,
And from then on he didn't really linger.
Beware, my friends, of this inhuman pest,
And take my advice as the best,
When you see anything suspiscious be extra wary,
And never, never, tarry!
bcoz if not, you'll find your picture in the porn site the next day. :)
This is a REAL TRUE account of what happened to me early last year. My neighbour who lives in the adjacent block unfortunately happens to be one heck of lecher. and a stinking pervert. My mom and I noticed that each time I drew back the curtains of my room, the man would be peering out of his window a few minutes later. And when I closed my curtains the man would silently slink away. Then last year I came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe and my mom drew back the curtains because she wanted to do something with the window and soon, we saw the man appearing behind his window. We quickly closed the curtain just as he took out something which looked horribly like a camera. And once I was safe behind the curtains, I stuck my hand through a gap in the curtains and gave him a middle finger. And he hasn't been bugging me so much since.
And of course, I never forgot the curtains again. :D
Octeopus rambled on and on and on, on
11:30 AM.
