The Foreign Bubbles

The Foreign Bubbles By luxu This old Scottish lady's mouth Is a perpetual motion machine Spitting out colorful bubbles with constant speed In every bubble there is a letter A, b, c, d, e... From morning till evening They're in every corner of the room Bouncing around madly When I reach for them They suddenly disappear They bump into my ears occasionally Or into my nose and eyes But they can't break into my head There is a big iron gate there To stop these things outside The bubbles, the old lady said Are about how to be a good teacher They are very common in Scotland But very scarce in China You should follow these bubbles closely Don't ask why Just take them all Bow in worship It's like never asking if there's any god Believe in it. And say God bless That’s all. After a whole day of bubble bath I am not becoming a better teacher I only see This old Scottish lady Turn into a big bubble Bounce and bounce and bounce Out of the door Nov.6,2017