by Ivan
Thosai thosai on the pan,
Where oh where is the mamak man?
It’s been hours since I was last told,
Oh mamak man, my food is cold.
There’s a fly in my dhal,
It’s wallowing there,
And if I’m not mistaken,
He is clinging to someone’s hair.
My teh ais is watery and my kopi is weak,
And my roti was probably made from last week,
So do bring me my thosai please,
For I did not order naan with cheese.