‘Ode To The Memory of Ah Meng’ from The Other Merlion and Friends by Gwee Li Sui. Oops. Sorry. Are we going to do that again? Jennifer: Er… No. You’re just going to run it? Alright. Okay. [Jennifer laughs] ‘Ode To The Memory of Ah Meng’
by Gwee Li Sui Ah Meng, she dead! Our nation’s core is sunk!
Our childhood friend! Our favourite sister! Our kindest matriarch swinging from trunk
to trunk – O how I already miss her! She was the spitting image of all our dads,
she the sweetheart who stole every first kiss, whose thick lips, pleasured, would quiver and curl… Was hers the face that launched a thousand ads
and left Prince Phil and Michael white with bliss? Was there a hairier Singapore Gurl? How, from Sumatra’s wild jungles, she came
to our isle, shackled and unfree from birth! She – but not her vile captors – was too tame and, when enforcers saved her, sought to earth
her to Mandai, her boobs jiggled with glee. Ah Meng, our entertainer from a raid,
worked hard for her day’s comb of bananas. She learnt much from Alagappasamee
and with Bernard Harrison unafraid, to play Tarzan, the zoo became famoas!
So it was that she our Foreign Talent grew into our choice First Lady. She our illegal immigrant found employment
with the State – though detained to her last hour! Ah Meng our rare durian-loving angmo, our ambassador who was not travel-fit… As mum, she failed to stop at two or three,
worse let her kids run wild, swing to and fro! As grand Monkey Mentor , she has her
Mit the People breaksfasts regularlee! O who recalls her mates or her children, Hsing Hsing (who migrated to Australia),
Medan, Hong Bao, Sayang, Satria even? Who warms to that pretender Inuka? Under cool daylight when she slipped away,
it was as though she just got on the bus. Then the news broke. That day’s 4D sold out.
A people’s hopes fell into disarray. All our best planning had not equipped us for what life without Ah Meng was about.