Monday, December 10, 2012

It's the most wonderful time of the year

Fish balls roasting on an open fire
mosquitoes nipping at your toes
drunken K-pop being sung by that guy
and folks dressed up like rich gweilos...

Everybody knows some charcoal and a roasting spit
help to make the evening right
tiny tots at the next BBQ pit
will have nightmares of strange white people tonight...

We know the last bus is on its way
the driver won't wait for us at all
but there's still beer so we'll stay
and try to hail a red cab back to Central...

And so I'm spending another Hong Kong day
like expats since 1842
though it's been slurred many times many ways
"Where's the 7-11?  We need more booze."

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