Elastically Plastic:

Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 18th November 2011, Friday, 1:06 a.m.-2:09 a.m., Middle Room.

It is time for shopping,

Ought to buy something;

Intense lingerie that is fitting,

Other people are busy packing.

When I see a plastic bag,

I see myself bouncing.

Hello, I am a plastic,

From flesh to elastic;

I don’t feel any unique,

I don’t like my physique.

I am not myself anymore,

I can’t own the child I was before;

I begin to believe in folklore,

Silly silicone is now my pore.

I can’t turn back,

It’s too far and unreached;

It’s all because of stupid ass Jack,

I literally practiced what he preached.

From barely an A to D,

From a flat model to Pamela Anderson;

My money is gone already,

Am I attractive enough for Robert Pattinson?

My society,

It is so hard to live;

Cruelty,

It is so easy to conceive.

I am no real human,

I am a fake;

Even my smile is a fake,

I am no happy woman.

Tell me about backache,

Tell me about heartache;

How am I going to tell my child?

On why was I so wild?

I realized I am pregnant,

Jack achieved what he obsessed;

The memory was poignant,

My double Ds and single V he messed.

He is so irresponsible,

He left me on the table;

He thought he was capable,

He thought his milk was controllable.

Now I am worried about my own milk,

Pity my baby;

My tummy as smooth as silk,

A boy, could it be?

I am only twenty three,

A single mother to be;

I will tell him the truth when he is twenty,

When he is ready to hear that he has a Daddy.

Why twenty?

Because I was mature when I was twenty;

I would be twice older than him,

A perfect scenario it would seem.

I don’t think I’ll breastfeed,

I’ll feel very guilty;

I wish my nipples to be as dry as seaweed,

I don’t want him to search any when he’s hungry.

Now I’ve the biggest D in my life,

Or you can also say reversed C;

This stage I’ve to strife,

Jack is no use, you see.

I hope my baby will be here before 2012,

I hope there’ll be no 2012;

He deserves to see the world,

It is actually beautiful like a pearl.

I confirmed my name, Jill and I just had my ultrasound scan,

Dr. Billy said, “Congratulations, it’s a twin of XX and XY!”

My reaction was, “Damn!

Lord, me? Why?”

Two of little Jack and Jill,

Please don’t be like big Jack and Jill;

(20 x 2) = 40,

It’s like explaining to the child I wanted to be.

I want them to bury me,

I don’t want to pollute the Mother Earth;

She knows the plastic me,

She saw me became an official one in Perth.

Jack is now in jail,

Not in me, Jill;

His gun won’t kill,

For him, I won’t bail.

My 3-Ds are swelling,

Ouch, time is ticking!

My babies are singing,

Other women are vomiting.

When I see a paper bag,

I see myself falling.