Quack the whack

There is the north road
That bend so far
Back to where it should
The journey of star

The road that loops
Leads to the hill
Where i set my foot
And gives me a chill

Seven years had passed by
My dearest friend
Time to say goodbye
With someone to send

A perfect pair
That's what you are
To the lover's lair
My heart afar

Bridge me through
The walls for love
White as a snow
Swooping like a dove

A bait for the fish
A smile on your lips
In the gully of wish
We bid for a trip

Hack my veins
Whisper to my mind
Read my sins
Tell me am i blind

Say the lyricals
The tunes of time
Maybe stereotypical
Begging for dimes

Meanwhile, on the paddy of rice
The waddling duck
Soared up to the sky
And quack to shear a whack

Dedicated to the denizen of Sarawak.