haikus for chee soon juan

    At Holland Village
    Chee hawked his book: Your Future
    My Faith Our Freedom

    What was he thinking?
    Yuppies, fed fat on lattes,
    turn opposition?

    He'd be better off
    selling bubble tea to Brits,
    or foot massages.

    Then again, the man
    has guts, deep pockets or brain
    damage. Or all three.

    No question of him
    being right, of course. Would
    they hide things from us?

    Would they? The question
    stalls in the air-conditioned
    air of Cold Storage.

30 August 2001   12:32 hours
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