While washing her car The woman gyrates and sings Rose Royce’s Car Wash song

The lipstick on the cup Might have ended their marriage The cup dropped and broke

Musang King durians Smell like hell taste like heaven Sinful indulgence

Standing in the lake The man casts his jala net Dinner is at stake

Oh flower garden Where have all the flowers gone Not Bob Dylan song

Night of howling winds Dead leaves scurry everywhere He yearns to be home.

Choosing good durians My sixty-six-year old hands Get poked with pinholes

The name I think of After the phone stopped ringing The inventor Bell

Monkeys run around Foraging from tree to tree Driven by hunger

A dark moonless night Lightning streaks across the sky The girl shrieks in fright