Thomas's crap poem

To my dear thomas,
Please come back from hongkong in 1 piece.
And do remember to bring back my gift.
If not you'll have no peace.
I don't want a bottle of jeef,
Because it makes me sneeze.
I also don't want a wreth,
Because it makes me looks like eve.
So if you come back at your own ease,
I make sure i run away with keith.
Ah...that was pure nonsense.
I just miss his crap!