At Maritime House:
|all dressed up for my party|
|tarts are the new cakes|
|earl grey with chocolate. my sis has very weird taste|
|looks like his birthday, but its actually mine.|
At the Swan Lake:
|i am swan, see me fly!|
P.S: The swans wasn't invited to my party. Even if so, they most probably would have ended up on the dining table. Oh wait, its the ducks, not the swans.