<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:10:18.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhymes For The House</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm angry, but harmless.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132.post-105804575833483206</id><published>2003-07-12T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T14:42:18.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jennifer Lopez - Waiting For Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a Movie Scene&lt;br /&gt;in the sweetest dreams&lt;br /&gt;I have pictured us together&lt;br /&gt;now to feel your lips&lt;br /&gt;on my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;I have to say is even better&lt;br /&gt;then I ever thought it could possibly be &lt;br /&gt;it’s perfect, it’s passion, it’s setting me free&lt;br /&gt;from all of my sadness&lt;br /&gt;the tears that I’ve cried&lt;br /&gt;I have spent all of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;when you would be here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dreamed of this love for so long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tender words to say &lt;br /&gt;take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;love me now, leave me never &lt;br /&gt;found a sacred place &lt;br /&gt;lost in you embrace &lt;br /&gt;I want to stay in this forever&lt;br /&gt;I think of the days when the sun used to set &lt;br /&gt;on my empty heart, all alone in my bed &lt;br /&gt;tossing and turning &lt;br /&gt;emotions were strong&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to hold on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;when you would be here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dreamed of this love for so long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;when you would be here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dreamed of this love for so long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone are the days when the sun used to set &lt;br /&gt;on my empty heart, all alone in my bed &lt;br /&gt;tossing and turning &lt;br /&gt;emotions were strong &lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to hold on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;when you would be here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dreamed of this love for so long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;when you would be here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dreamed of this love for so long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;when you would be here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dreamed of this love for so long&lt;br /&gt;waiting for tonight, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5508132-105804575833483206?l=mysd3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105804575833483206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105804575833483206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105804575833483206' title=''/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132.post-105729304029792270</id><published>2003-07-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T21:30:40.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;toothache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tooth hurts-&lt;br /&gt;It’s the second one from the back on the right hand side-&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to get any sleep tonite?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are dry-&lt;br /&gt;I should crack open a new pair of contact lenses-&lt;br /&gt;How can I drive with these hazy eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wallet is empty-&lt;br /&gt;I went to the ATM to take out cash-&lt;br /&gt;Are these strange people trying to see my PIN?&lt;br /&gt;Oh...that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hassle me I'm local.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5508132-105729304029792270?l=mysd3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105729304029792270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105729304029792270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105729304029792270' title=''/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132.post-105667251398867500</id><published>2003-06-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T17:09:23.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;haiku takes little effort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy this is easy&lt;br /&gt;can you tell I'm fakin' it&lt;br /&gt;boy poems are fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5508132-105667251398867500?l=mysd3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105667251398867500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105667251398867500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105667251398867500' title=''/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132.post-105657265147966984</id><published>2003-06-25T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:24:11.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Open letter to the guy from the plane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look man I'm just trying to get home my loved one's do we really have to talk the whole four hours? I'm sure you are the best guy in the world but dang dude understand that I'm not listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;MC Newman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. make your kid shut up and put his shoes back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5508132-105657265147966984?l=mysd3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105657265147966984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105657265147966984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105657265147966984' title=''/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132.post-105655396435815555</id><published>2003-06-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T08:12:44.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tap Water a Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap water tastes bad&lt;br /&gt;don't you have anything else&lt;br /&gt;I hate this hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5508132-105655396435815555?l=mysd3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105655396435815555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105655396435815555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105655396435815555' title=''/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508132.post-105645948740034489</id><published>2003-06-24T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T05:58:07.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;bought a soda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have 7-11's where I live, I told her as I put two dollars on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!  I said, I wasn't hitting on you...I've got a girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still didn't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy...oh never mind.....I'm too good for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5508132-105645948740034489?l=mysd3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105645948740034489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5508132/posts/default/105645948740034489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysd3.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105645948740034489' title=''/><author><name>MC Newman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14864858441648784727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
