<?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-3641489742190896303</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:39:41.490+08:00</updated><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>aPoL PaNgEt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eypolapol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09855379424310541083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/047/b/5/Wind_by_apolisindie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641489742190896303.post-8965933786928786745</id><published>2008-06-02T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:20:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Genius of Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO7VcjkX5I/AAAAAAAAABI/ggCb0uNE61Q/s1600-h/P1250807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO7VcjkX5I/AAAAAAAAABI/ggCb0uNE61Q/s200/P1250807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207211571287449490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO6ksjkX4I/AAAAAAAAABA/gLkd0bw66Jo/s1600-h/P1250806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO6ksjkX4I/AAAAAAAAABA/gLkd0bw66Jo/s200/P1250806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207210733768826754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO6R8jkX3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/JFzFQonqqCg/s1600-h/P1250804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO6R8jkX3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/JFzFQonqqCg/s200/P1250804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207210411646279538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO6GMjkX2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2wR_6PA9IEs/s1600-h/P1250803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO6GMjkX2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2wR_6PA9IEs/s200/P1250803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207210209782816610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO5usjkX1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/fFb6Pw08cB8/s1600-h/P1250801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO5usjkX1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/fFb6Pw08cB8/s200/P1250801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207209806055890770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By:National Geographic Channel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3641489742190896303-8965933786928786745?l=eypolapol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/feeds/8965933786928786745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3641489742190896303&amp;postID=8965933786928786745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/8965933786928786745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/8965933786928786745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/2008/06/genius-of-photography.html' title='The Genius of Photography'/><author><name>eypolapol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09855379424310541083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/047/b/5/Wind_by_apolisindie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/SEO7VcjkX5I/AAAAAAAAABI/ggCb0uNE61Q/s72-c/P1250807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641489742190896303.post-8576853849705713950</id><published>2008-05-20T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:24:38.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lahat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;pag kagising ko walang tubig...limang oras na nga lang ang tulog ang neighbor ay napakaingay pa at nakikisabay pa si inang tala...aun gumising na ako...buti na lang si inang tala ay naki-igib sa kapit bahay...sabi nya wala pa daw tubig dahil may sumabog daw na malaking tubo sa taas...tinawag na daw nila at inaayos na daw ng la trinidad water district...buti naman...medyo natuwa ako kahit papano...naligo na ako...at napagalitan nanaman dahil daw ang lakas ko sa tubig...malakas pa ako sa tubig...e ang pinangflush ko na nga sa jebs ko ay ung inipon kong tubig galing pingangbanlaw ko sa buhok ko gamit ang shampoo kong elseve...aun naiinis nanaman ako kay inang tala...di na lang ako nagsasalita...tapos dumagdag pa itong kapatid kong negra...masyado daw ako macomment...at wala syang ginawa kundi sungitan ako...pero pag wala syang makasamang ibang tao ang bait nya sa akin at pag mag papalibre ang bait bait...ang bait nya rin sa ibang tao except sa akin...magaling lang pag mangungutang...kaya tumahimik na lang ako hanggang makapasok kami sa office...pati tuloy ang boyfriend kong pogi si mike na nag tex ng napaka swit na "Gud am mahal" ay nasungitan ko...inaway away ko sya at sinabi kong nakakadagdag pa sya sa init ng ulo ko...sorry sya ng sorry kahit wala syang kasalanan...nakakatuwa lang sya dahil kahit anong sungit ko di nya ko iniiwan..kahit lagi ko syang inaaway...napaka patient nya...sabi nya nga dati daw ako ang patient ngayon daw nagkabaliktad na...natawa na lang ako dahil totoo naman...lagi ko na lang sya inaaway...sya na nga lang nagpapaganda ng araw ko...yan ang umaga ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3641489742190896303-8576853849705713950?l=eypolapol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/feeds/8576853849705713950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3641489742190896303&amp;postID=8576853849705713950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/8576853849705713950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/8576853849705713950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/2008/05/wala-lahat.html' title='wala lahat'/><author><name>eypolapol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09855379424310541083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/047/b/5/Wind_by_apolisindie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641489742190896303.post-2544697904123526471</id><published>2007-11-16T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:32:55.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Kiddie portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0qbbsjZAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/E0B7Tskgf84/s1600-h/SUNP0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0qbbsjZAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/E0B7Tskgf84/s200/SUNP0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133305801051694082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;old kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0n9rsjY-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/iikUVVoq3U4/s1600-h/SUNP1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0n9rsjY-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/iikUVVoq3U4/s200/SUNP1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133303090927330274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;curly hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0nEbsjY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OtH9wBcj41Q/s1600-h/SUNP0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0nEbsjY9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OtH9wBcj41Q/s200/SUNP0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133302107379819474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;zeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Portraits of children that i took. Kids are just adorable. No picture can be ugly if children were in it. The emotions are so natural not posy not even acted out. I wish all of us can just be children again. Carefree, playful, and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3641489742190896303-2544697904123526471?l=eypolapol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/feeds/2544697904123526471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3641489742190896303&amp;postID=2544697904123526471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/2544697904123526471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/2544697904123526471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/2007/11/kiddie-portraits.html' title='Kiddie portraits'/><author><name>eypolapol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09855379424310541083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/047/b/5/Wind_by_apolisindie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jtjhvTTV3Lg/Rz0qbbsjZAI/AAAAAAAAAAg/E0B7Tskgf84/s72-c/SUNP0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3641489742190896303.post-2010662797157879367</id><published>2007-11-13T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:34:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma  favorite song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Denial Twist by The White Stripes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; If you think that a kiss is all in the lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; C'mon, you got it all wrong, man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And if you think that our dance was all in the hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Oh well, then do the twist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; If you think holding hands is all in the fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Make sure to never do it with the singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; 'Cause he'll tell everyone in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; What he was thinking about the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Ya, what he's thinking about the girl, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; A lot of people get confused and they bruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Real easy when it comes to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; They start putting on their shoes and walking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And singing "boy, I think I had enough"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Just because she makes a big rumpus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; She don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Take a tip and do yourself a little service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Take a mountain turn it into a mole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Just by playing a different role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Ya, by playing a different role, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; The boat ya you know she's rockin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And the truth well ya know there's no stoppin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; The boat ya you know she's still rockin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; So what, somebody left you in a rut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And wants to be the one who's in control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; How the hell she can be so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; So now you're mad, denying the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And it's hidden in the wisdom in the back of your tooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Ya need ta spit it out, in a telephone booth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; While ya call everyone that you know, and ask 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Where do you think she goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Oh ya, where d'ya suppose she goes, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; The truth well you know there's no stoppin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And the boat well ya know she's still rockin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; The boat ya you know she's still rockin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And the truth ya you know there's no stoppin' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; You recognize with your back in the back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; That it's colder when she rocks the boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; But it's the cause hittin on the Cardinal Laws?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; 'bout the proper place to hang her coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; So to you, the truth is still hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; And the soul plays the role of a lost little kitten but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; You should know that the doctors weren't kiddin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; She's been singing it all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; But you were hearin' a different song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; Ya you were hearin' a different song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt; But you were hearin' a different song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3641489742190896303-2010662797157879367?l=eypolapol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/feeds/2010662797157879367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3641489742190896303&amp;postID=2010662797157879367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/2010662797157879367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3641489742190896303/posts/default/2010662797157879367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eypolapol.blogspot.com/2007/11/ma-favorite-song.html' title='ma  favorite song'/><author><name>eypolapol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09855379424310541083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/047/b/5/Wind_by_apolisindie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
