All that’s left

Where have all the roses gone

My roomate serenades
Enthralls them with tales
Using the charms of an ex casanova
Where have all the roses gone

Anthony impresses with wines
And culinary pleasures
Concocts leg openers
Where have all the roses gone

Chak works out in the gym
Walks ten thousand steps a day
To tone his body and six pack
Where have all the roses gone

Poetry of love forlorn
Lovingly crafted by Donald
With wit, humour and romance
No woman can resist
Even from a vegetarian
Where have all the roses gone

Lai who never lies
Rides his bike for thirty kilometres
Three times a week to nowhere
In search of fresh flowers
Where have all the roses gone

Our secret weapon
The matinee idol
We bring all the way from Perth
They sigh for a minute and is forgotten
Where have all the roses gone

To the rhythm of bossa nova
Looi swings and
Organises lunch with a vengeance
Where have all the roses gone

Hilmy tries his best
To keep the flock together
With PK in KK
Where have all the roses gone

Vinayak waiting around the corner
Ready to pounce for the infelicitious phrase
Springs surprises
By promoting stripteasers
Millinneals have no idea
Where have all the roses gone

They leave us
One by one
Say nothing at all
Even George has fallen silent
Where have all the roses gone

All that’s left is a plastic bag
Overused
Crumpled
But not discarded

Rose Chan will be disappointed