An Ode to Bak Kut Teh

Roasting pot surpassing thoughts,
Hellacious garlic smell,
Evoking magic spell.

I crave you,
Cant never detest you,
You're my weakness cuz i love you so,
Tempting, makes me adore you more.

To ignore you is to put noose over my head,
Having you is what makes me glad.

U driving me crazy,
You gives me rage.

Seems to talk more than i can chew,
I should be taking it easy myself,
Losing my mind over you.

Sighing..thinking what else is in the stew.