It means nothing.
To dot here and cross there,
its raising all my hair.
Why study vectors?
Let's give it to the alligators.
Making my brain twist here and there,
like a fox chasing after a crazy hare.
Don't you dare say it's easy,
cos you'll sound so cheesy.
Why put us through all this tortures?
It feels like being eaten by vultures.
No matter how much I hate it,
I can't put in under my feet.
For Ms Maureen Ng will hunt me down,
and make me look like a clown.
Really buay tahan,
make my head like luo han.
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