Dear transport minister,
The trains often never came, or they get frozen in their game. We are slowly going insane, which joker should we blame?
In the name of testing, your toys keep stalling. We are already bawling, when will you truly start fixing?
Senseless milestones you cheer, Come on that's so very queer Obviously you are completely clueless and also magnificently useless
You claim things are getting better by the day, to that we all say nay But if you step down today, we will rejoice and scream yay!
You were hailed as Mr Fix-It-All, We say you are just Muck-It -All Getting paid so very princely, yet delivered so ever poorly.
Our trust floats in the drain, you should feel ashamed. Oh wait here's the sword, please use it to explain to god.
BLUE BLOODED SPECIMEN
(ALL SINGAPORE STUFF IS NOT ALLOWED TO REPRODUCE THIS POEM OF MINE)
Love to see this fucktard walk the talk and gut himself for all the FUBARs that have happened thus far.........