<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-7393020</id><updated>2024-09-10T16:49:31.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs, Music, Technology</title><subtitle type='html'>Bringing you the most intriguing and most recent stories about our day to day lives; the best of the world has never been put together on a page ever before like this and money making methods, this site proves to be the best you can ever come across now and in years to come. Go through what we have, they have never come so handy before, I am sure you will agree with us. Thanks</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-112300014056754492</id><published>2005-08-02T17:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:29:00.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Throbs</title><content type='html'>In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You seem real&lt;br /&gt;Appearing each time like a bright of lightening&lt;br /&gt;On and off teasing my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Opening up on me like strays of bullets&lt;br /&gt;Your loveliness that’s out of reach&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help feeling frustrated&lt;br /&gt;I know they can’t fall on me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cos I’m shrouded in the bullet proof of reality&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are boiling&lt;br /&gt;My heart is throbbing&lt;br /&gt;My heart throbs for you&lt;br /&gt;In the highest overtones&lt;br /&gt;Bustling with lots of selfless love&lt;br /&gt;That could make your body warm&lt;br /&gt;And capable of sending chills up your spine&lt;br /&gt;Only if you could open up your heart&lt;br /&gt;And release those feelings that is sought&lt;br /&gt;Only if you could stop and soothe this hurt&lt;br /&gt;Caused by this heart that throbs</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="My Heart Throbs"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/112300014056754492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/112300014056754492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112300014056754492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112300014056754492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-heart-throbs.html' title='My Heart Throbs'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-112299915851814179</id><published>2005-08-02T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:09:36.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream To Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3366ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close your eyes and open a dream&lt;br /&gt;Dream in which we together are alone&lt;br /&gt;You are stealing my heart with your magical eyes&lt;br /&gt;And leading me to the world full of romance and love&lt;br /&gt;Your tender lookYour slender body&lt;br /&gt;And your silky blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;Oh may darling I’m getting out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so near&lt;br /&gt;I touch your fiery lips&lt;br /&gt;With my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;You bite it in a way&lt;br /&gt;As you want something to play&lt;br /&gt;I gaze into your wanted eyes&lt;br /&gt;N’ understand your demand&lt;br /&gt;I hold your hand and pull you closer&lt;br /&gt;As you are at my command&lt;br /&gt;I undress you and you cannot move a muscle&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to hold that moment&lt;br /&gt;Now I’ve a tussle&lt;br /&gt;Then I caress your mysterious body and give your breast a lick&lt;br /&gt;The time is passing very swiftly with every single tick&lt;br /&gt;I can hold this dream for long&lt;br /&gt;As you are still with me&lt;br /&gt;But this dream has to over for now&lt;br /&gt;Cause’ I will enjoy it in reality!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="A Dream To Reality"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/112299915851814179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/112299915851814179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112299915851814179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112299915851814179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/08/dream-to-reality.html' title='A Dream To Reality'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-112254021506549241</id><published>2005-07-28T09:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T09:43:35.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Endless Love</title><content type='html'>My love and I try to be together&lt;br /&gt;On the phone and here on the net&lt;br /&gt;We have been together over a year&lt;br /&gt;But we just haven&#39;t really met yet&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping it will be soon for us&lt;br /&gt;For we do miss each other so much&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I guess it will have to do&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s our only ways of keeping in touch&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I miss him every day now&lt;br /&gt;And long just to have him with me&lt;br /&gt;I am trying hard to save for this now&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes for this to be&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so right for us&lt;br /&gt;But with God&#39;s help, it shall be done&lt;br /&gt;Having faith in each others love&lt;br /&gt;We already know we have won&lt;br /&gt;Being together is all that we care&lt;br /&gt;Our love is his gift from above&lt;br /&gt;He has put us together forever&lt;br /&gt;God&#39;s sent me my endless love</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="My Endless Love"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/112254021506549241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/112254021506549241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112254021506549241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112254021506549241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-endless-love.html' title='My Endless Love'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-112254002922075784</id><published>2005-07-28T09:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T09:40:29.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A WORLD WITHOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>I could not imagine,a world without you.&lt;br /&gt;My life would be nothing,in a world without you.&lt;br /&gt;Since you came into my life,my whole world has changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn&#39;t be able to live in a world without you.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather die than to live in a world without you.</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="A WORLD WITHOUT YOU"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/112254002922075784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/112254002922075784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112254002922075784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112254002922075784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/07/world-without-you.html' title='A WORLD WITHOUT YOU'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-112253984816977746</id><published>2005-07-28T09:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T01:14:44.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDS FROM MY HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe align=&quot;left&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; marginheight=&quot;0&quot; marginwidth=&quot;0&quot; scrolling=&quot;no&quot; src=&quot;http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=newjobmuslov-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=0307590615&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr&quot; style=&quot;height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;These are the words from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;To you and you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;I can&#39;t apologize for saying yes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;Cause I liked you when I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;Can&#39;t apologize for Loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;Cause you are such a wonderful person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;And now even when you say it&#39;s over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: times new roman;&quot;&gt;I apologize for the words my heart is saying now&quot;I miss you&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="WORDS FROM MY HEART"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/112253984816977746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/112253984816977746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112253984816977746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/112253984816977746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/07/words-from-my-heart.html' title='WORDS FROM MY HEART'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-111719716283025087</id><published>2005-05-27T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T20:52:12.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Like The Vastest Sea</title><content type='html'>Your soul is like the vastest sea&lt;br /&gt;And mine a darting fish:&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself within your love;&lt;br /&gt;I live within your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I breathe your love: it is my air,&lt;br /&gt;My element, my world.&lt;br /&gt;I know no other ambiance;&lt;br /&gt;I have no other dream.&lt;br /&gt;I know there is outside your love&lt;br /&gt;A world of rocks and sand;&lt;br /&gt;And I could live there, too, but oh!&lt;br /&gt;How poor and thin each breath!&lt;br /&gt;How rich my world, how beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Alive within your love,&lt;br /&gt;Each moment filled with dancing light&lt;br /&gt;Refracted through your eyes</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Soul Like The Vastest Sea"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/111719716283025087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/111719716283025087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/111719716283025087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/111719716283025087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/05/soul-like-vastest-sea.html' title='Soul Like The Vastest Sea'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-111719702088988737</id><published>2005-05-27T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T17:43:07.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vision Of Love</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a vision of you and me&lt;br /&gt;I was bare feet on a white sandy beach&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a long flowing dress&lt;br /&gt;Flowers of Jasmine adorn my hair&lt;br /&gt;Tropical palms dance and sway in the summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;The waves rush in to greet me&lt;br /&gt;The birds singing songs of love&lt;br /&gt;My hair blowing in the wind&lt;br /&gt;As I look beyond the horizons&lt;br /&gt;I ask God to send me a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I heard a voice say “hello Island Girl”&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to see the familiar voice calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;Is that you blue eyes?&lt;br /&gt;The man I once knew&lt;br /&gt;The one who captured my heart?&lt;br /&gt;With his beautiful eyes and sexy walk&lt;br /&gt;Whose smile makes me melt?&lt;br /&gt;I fell to my knees in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;That your spirit had found me&lt;br /&gt;You took me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Pulled me close to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it beating for me&lt;br /&gt;Your lips met mine…it was just like the first time&lt;br /&gt;The windows of heaven opened to pour down it blessings of love&lt;br /&gt;The angels and cherubs sang songs of joy&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts reuniting in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;We made love in the sand until the moon and the stars arrived&lt;br /&gt;God gave us his blessings and a smile</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="A Vision Of Love"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/111719702088988737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/111719702088988737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/111719702088988737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/111719702088988737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2005/05/vision-of-love.html' title='A Vision Of Love'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-110450805379381789</id><published>2004-12-31T16:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T13:28:05.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Never Lies</title><content type='html'>True love comes from the heart&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s why my love for you will never part&lt;br /&gt;So when you&#39;re feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to your heart as it pounds&lt;br /&gt;The sound will remind you of the love that&lt;br /&gt;I giveKnowing that this love is the only thing that makes you live&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in what your heart tells you&lt;br /&gt;Cause that&#39;s the only thing that will get you through&lt;br /&gt;You know it&#39;s real love when you can feel your heart taking control&lt;br /&gt;When the sound of my voice warms your soul in the cold&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a baby with a new toy&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that the love of him having it brings so much joy&lt;br /&gt;This is how I felt when I first met you&lt;br /&gt;I was so sure it was True Love, but I didn&#39;t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;This love we have happened so fast&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wondered would it last&lt;br /&gt;Just trust in your heart is what I was once told&lt;br /&gt;True love just don&#39;t come from the heart but also from the soul&lt;br /&gt;So Merlin the most I can doIs hope to stay in Love with you</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="The Heart Never Lies"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/110450805379381789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/110450805379381789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/110450805379381789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/110450805379381789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/12/heart-never-lies.html' title='The Heart Never Lies'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-110450692576076511</id><published>2004-12-31T16:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T13:21:07.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Me Breathless</title><content type='html'>Kiss me breathless&lt;br /&gt;Let me get choked up in its loveliness&lt;br /&gt;Fill my whole being with your aura of love&lt;br /&gt;Let me get relaxed in the romantic mood that I’ve always sought&lt;br /&gt;Let your kiss open up my feelings like the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;Falling slowly making me feel ever new&lt;br /&gt;Chasing away my mood so blew and leaving our love still anew&lt;br /&gt;Aerate my system with your sweet, refreshing breath&lt;br /&gt;Let it ignite the smoky embers of love that’s restless&lt;br /&gt;Fanning them into a roaring love fire that would never die&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the lights on in our minds&lt;br /&gt;Send your electrifying fingers down my back, sending those chills up my spine&lt;br /&gt;And the thrills I always get in the hidden corners of our self&lt;br /&gt;Love me non-stop,&lt;br /&gt;Let the arrow of your love pierce deeply my guarded island of love&lt;br /&gt;where those pent-up feelings abound&lt;br /&gt;Encase me in that warm embraceLet me feel imprisoned in the tightness of your hands&lt;br /&gt;Crushing me with increasing passion that inflames my lukewarm emotion&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, passionately whisper those sweet words into my ear&lt;br /&gt;with the voice that calms down my fears&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel you inside me, satisfying my unquenched needs&lt;br /&gt;With the ecstasy propelling us to the ninth cloud&lt;br /&gt;Where the angels of love patiently wait to dine with us</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Kiss Me Breathless"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/110450692576076511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/110450692576076511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/110450692576076511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/110450692576076511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/12/kiss-me-breathless.html' title='Kiss Me Breathless'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-110450653271155891</id><published>2004-12-31T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T16:22:12.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the reason I love him</title><content type='html'>I wonder the reason why him&lt;br /&gt;I ever loved&lt;br /&gt;What was the charm in him,&lt;br /&gt;That made me forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;There were no common grounds&lt;br /&gt;Ever between us.&lt;br /&gt;If I saw him as the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Then I was the Earth&#39;s dust.&lt;br /&gt;Dust, I call myselfFor no matter how hard i tried,&lt;br /&gt;I could never reach to touchThe height of his sky.&lt;br /&gt;We had different life perceptions,&lt;br /&gt;One thinking the sun, other the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder what there was&lt;br /&gt;That bonded us like a chain.&lt;br /&gt;I, being a girl of nature&lt;br /&gt;Filled with giggles and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;He... a serious personRealistic to extremes.&lt;br /&gt;I believed in expressingwith words, flowers and cards.&lt;br /&gt;He, a preacher of silent love,Found expressing very hard.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look at the sunset...with him, walk by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;He found it too conventionalAnd would not agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;His idea of love was different.&lt;br /&gt;Like the world, mine was the same.&lt;br /&gt;God made two different players...&lt;br /&gt;Play the same sensitive game.&lt;br /&gt;I think the only reason&lt;br /&gt;That kept me chained to him...&lt;br /&gt;Was that magic in his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And in our differences, an element of thrill!&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-110450611653689663</id><published>2004-12-31T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T16:15:16.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Open to Love</title><content type='html'>Come find me&lt;br /&gt;My spirit flying high&lt;br /&gt;Hear my song&lt;br /&gt;Passed my smile&lt;br /&gt;Passed my cry&lt;br /&gt;Come inside&lt;br /&gt;The secret place I keep my joy&lt;br /&gt;Find my heart&lt;br /&gt;Take my love&lt;br /&gt;My soul employ&lt;br /&gt;There is no gate&lt;br /&gt;To keep you out&lt;br /&gt;Or keep me in&lt;br /&gt;Not fear, nor guilt,&lt;br /&gt;Nor shame, nor bitter sin&lt;br /&gt;I am open to the world&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;Come take my breath away,&lt;br /&gt;Envelop me&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Open to Love"/><link rel='replies' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108991599209462914</id><published>2004-07-15T19:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T13:23:36.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>KNOWING YOU ARE THERE FOR ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Knowing you are there for me&lt;br /&gt;And supporting me all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Gives me strength and fortitude,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are there for me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what each day brings,&lt;br /&gt;Gives comfort and much happiness to me&lt;br /&gt;It makes my Spirit sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are there for me,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel complete,&lt;br /&gt;You play a big part in my life,&lt;br /&gt;You make my life so neat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are there for me,&lt;br /&gt;Gives me a fullness , I feel whole,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are there for me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me happy in my Spirit and Soul.&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="KNOWING YOU ARE THERE FOR ME"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108991599209462914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108991599209462914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991599209462914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991599209462914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/knowing-you-are-there-for-me.html' title='KNOWING YOU ARE THERE FOR ME'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108991413328472185</id><published>2004-07-15T18:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T16:00:32.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So Glad We Met</title><content type='html'>Met one day on the internet&lt;br /&gt;two unfamiliar people faraway&lt;br /&gt;From different parts of the world&lt;br /&gt;a true friend to come my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in close contact&lt;br /&gt;with e-mail we send&lt;br /&gt;When I need a shoulder&lt;br /&gt;on yours I can depend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t know each other personally&lt;br /&gt;but in a way it seems like I do&lt;br /&gt;Because I really enjoy&lt;br /&gt;having a friend like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="So Glad We Met"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108991413328472185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108991413328472185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991413328472185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991413328472185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-glad-we-met.html' title='So Glad We Met'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108991371253247256</id><published>2004-07-15T18:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T14:00:15.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving you</title><content type='html'>I love to watch you&lt;br /&gt;Each time I set my Eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;To look deep into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And touch your inner most soul&lt;br /&gt;To see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Day and Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To share in your hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;But most of all not forgetting to&lt;br /&gt;always love you.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Loving you"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108991371253247256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108991371253247256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991371253247256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991371253247256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/loving-you.html' title='Loving you'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108991271179056767</id><published>2004-07-15T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T11:28:29.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Distant Love</title><content type='html'>Here I exist in an emotional fathom,&lt;br /&gt;for my love is too distant to touch.&lt;br /&gt;A never ending sigh of romanticism,&lt;br /&gt;pining her presence to lovingly clutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loving through a dreamed eye,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of her sweet flesh of passion.&lt;br /&gt;So far away is my beautiful butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;with frail wings of a fluttering vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond a wish is a taste of her kiss, &lt;br /&gt;lips dreamed softer than rose petals.&lt;br /&gt;To love beyond this lexis of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;experienced between our terminals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="My Distant Love"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108991271179056767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108991271179056767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991271179056767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108991271179056767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-distant-love.html' title='My Distant Love'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108990872418714104</id><published>2004-07-15T17:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T12:01:13.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DEAR FRIEND </title><content type='html'>To some people, a friend is &lt;br /&gt;practically anyone they know,&lt;br /&gt;to me friendship means a much&lt;br /&gt;closer relationship.&lt;br /&gt;One in which you take time&lt;br /&gt;to really understand each other.&lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone you trust&lt;br /&gt;enough to share a part of &lt;br /&gt;yourself the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;may never see.&lt;br /&gt;That kind of friendship doesn&#39;t&lt;br /&gt;come along everyday.That is why&lt;br /&gt;I am glad you are my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="MY DEAR FRIEND "/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108990872418714104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108990872418714104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108990872418714104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108990872418714104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-dear-friend.html' title='MY DEAR FRIEND '/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108981963213993276</id><published>2004-07-14T16:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T11:41:58.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My best Friend</title><content type='html'>We have always been inseparable,&lt;br /&gt;Well at least since the age of two,&lt;br /&gt;Best friends we stood side by side,&lt;br /&gt;It was always me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always told each other secrets,&lt;br /&gt;There wasn’t anything we kept from each other,&lt;br /&gt;I loved you more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;You were like my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From kindergarten to 4th grade,&lt;br /&gt;You got teased for hanging out with a girl,&lt;br /&gt;Still you never left me alone,&lt;br /&gt;You put me before the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I fell in love,&lt;br /&gt;With some guy in my 7th grade class,&lt;br /&gt;And when he broke my heart,&lt;br /&gt;You were there to kick his a$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there for me,&lt;br /&gt;Through the thick and thin,&lt;br /&gt;Always you were there,&lt;br /&gt;Being my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened to us,&lt;br /&gt;Or came in our way,&lt;br /&gt;You never left me all alone,&lt;br /&gt;You were there to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You threw me the biggest party,&lt;br /&gt;On my sweet sixteen,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone from school was there,&lt;br /&gt;But you I hadn’t seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went to open my presents,&lt;br /&gt;I opened your card first,&lt;br /&gt;It said the you loved me more than a friend,&lt;br /&gt;And my tears soon began to burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out from the corner of the room,&lt;br /&gt;You began to walk my way,&lt;br /&gt;Tears came streaming down my face,&lt;br /&gt;I began to runaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I locked myself in my room, &lt;br /&gt;And cried tears to form a sea,&lt;br /&gt;And soon I realized we were more than friends,&lt;br /&gt;That we were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out of my room,&lt;br /&gt;To find you standing there,&lt;br /&gt;I looked into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And realized you really cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So soon you became my boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;And we kissed for moments to last,&lt;br /&gt;And forgot all about just being friends,&lt;br /&gt;Like we were in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on my birthday,&lt;br /&gt;You took me for surprise,&lt;br /&gt;As you went down on your knees,&lt;br /&gt;And I looked right in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand so firmly,&lt;br /&gt;As you were about to change your life,&lt;br /&gt;You took a ring from in your pocket,&lt;br /&gt;And said, “Will you be my wife?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked my mind went blank,&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know what to say, &lt;br /&gt;As I softly spoke words so true,&lt;br /&gt;Tears came as I said, “Okay”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You looked at me and said,&lt;br /&gt;“I have another present waiting for you.”&lt;br /&gt;You opened the curtains only to see,&lt;br /&gt;A BMW painted blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both jumped in,&lt;br /&gt;My brand new car,&lt;br /&gt;And we took off for a ride,&lt;br /&gt;Though we didn’t go far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another car started swerving,&lt;br /&gt;And right in a flash,&lt;br /&gt;That car and I,&lt;br /&gt;Had suddenly crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a drunk driver,&lt;br /&gt;Who took my soon to be husbands life,&lt;br /&gt;And left me here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;His soon to be wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn’t for them,&lt;br /&gt;He’d still be alive,&lt;br /&gt;Just shows to what happens,&lt;br /&gt;When you drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="My best Friend"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108981963213993276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108981963213993276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108981963213993276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108981963213993276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-best-friend.html' title='My best Friend'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108981897216396803</id><published>2004-07-14T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T11:34:44.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveless Life</title><content type='html'>A life without love&lt;br /&gt;is a life without a purpose&lt;br /&gt;like a sun without a ray&lt;br /&gt;or a clown without a circus&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason to live&lt;br /&gt;unless someone lives with you,&lt;br /&gt;Yet there is no reason to die&lt;br /&gt;if no one will miss you&lt;br /&gt;The pain of a love,&lt;br /&gt;That is not returned&lt;br /&gt;Is the pain of a person&lt;br /&gt;Who will forever be burned&lt;br /&gt;To grow and live&lt;br /&gt;to an age so old&lt;br /&gt;Is pointless without&lt;br /&gt;a hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;As your mind withers&lt;br /&gt;You may suffer with me&lt;br /&gt;I will be for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I will be your love&lt;br /&gt;Your hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;In the blistering cold&lt;br /&gt;By me you&lt;br /&gt;Will never be burned&lt;br /&gt;For if you love me&lt;br /&gt;Your love is more than returned &lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Loveless Life"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108981897216396803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108981897216396803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108981897216396803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108981897216396803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/loveless-life.html' title='Loveless Life'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108969535168673090</id><published>2004-07-13T06:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T13:56:33.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Same as me</title><content type='html'>Your sorry&lt;br /&gt;And feel the same as me&lt;br /&gt;But when I get cut I bleed&lt;br /&gt;You don&#39;t understand the pain you&#39;ve caused&lt;br /&gt;Times I didn&#39;t think I could stop being that bump on a log&lt;br /&gt;I pray what you say is true&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand thinking again being blue&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of being sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure you out&lt;br /&gt;But I am scared and certain you’re just a liar&lt;br /&gt;Constantly running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Like a dog chasing its take would be&lt;br /&gt;Stop not believing &lt;br /&gt;If you want the same as me&lt;br /&gt;You should accept and let what&#39;s there be&lt;br /&gt;Stop running, don’t hide&lt;br /&gt;Those aren&#39;t the rules to abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Same as me"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108968805783724391</id><published>2004-07-13T04:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T13:35:25.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the &quot;BC&quot;</title><content type='html'>THERE was a rather old-fashioned lady, always quite delicate and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elegant, especially in language. She and he husband were planning a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week&#39;s vacation in Florida, so she wrote to a campground and asked for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a reservation. She wanted to make sure the campground was fully equipped,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but didn&#39;t know how to ask about the toilet facilities. She just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could not bring herself to write the word &quot;toilet&quot; in her letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much deliberation, she finally came up with the term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;bathroom commode&quot;. But after writing that down, she still thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was being too forward, so she rewrote the entire letter and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;referred to the &quot;bathroom commode&quot; merely as the &quot;BC&quot;. &quot;Does the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campground have its own BC?&quot; is what she actually wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the gampground owner wasn&#39;t old-fashioned at all and when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got the letter, he just couldn&#39;t figure what the woman was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about. That &quot;BC&quot; business really stumped him. He showed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the letter to several couples, but they couldn&#39;t imagine what the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady meant either. So the campground owner finally came to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion that the lady must be asking about the location of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nearest Baptist Church, sat down and wrote the following reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR MADAM,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret the delay in answering your letter, but I now take the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleasure of informing you that a BC is located 9 miles north of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campground and is capable of seating 250 people at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is located in a beautiful pine grove and is open only on Sundays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Wednesdays. I admit it is quite a distance away if you are in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the habit of going regularly, but no doubt you will be pleased to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that many people take their lunch along and make a day of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They usually arrive early and stay late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter met her husband in the BC. Sometimes it is so crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are five to a seat. It may interest you to know that right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a supper planned to raise money to buy more seats. They are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to hold it in the basement of the BC. It pains me very much not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be able to go more regularly, but it is surely not due to a lack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of desire on my part. As we grow older, it seems to be more of an effort,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;particularly in cold weather. If you decide to come to our campground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps I could go with you the first time you go and sit with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and introduce you to all the other folks. We will be sure to get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a seat up front where you can be seen by everyone. Remember, we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friendly community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, the Campground Owner.</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Where is the &quot;BC&quot;"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108968805783724391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108968805783724391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968805783724391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968805783724391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/where-is-bc.html' title='Where is the &quot;BC&quot;'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108968791752005819</id><published>2004-07-13T03:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T16:02:22.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A school Master</title><content type='html'>A Schoolmaster from a remote rural area was transferred to a school in Bombay. &lt;br /&gt;He reported for duty two days before August 15 and, as was the practice in the school, &lt;br /&gt;was asked to address the assembly on the Independence Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s his dynamite speech : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leddies and Gentulmens, Contemporaries, Children, &quot;This is my first maiden speech. &lt;br /&gt;If small small mistakes get inside my speech, I ask pardon. Stickly speaking, &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to joint your school more fastly, but for the following reason. &lt;br /&gt;Too much time lost in getting slipper reservation in three-tyre compartment. The clerk rejected to give ticket. I put complaint on station master. He said me to go to lady clerk. At first she also rejected. I then pressed her for long time and at last with great difficulty she gave a birth only to my son. Anyway I thanked the station master because he was responsible for getting birth of my son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got independent because of great leaders like Gandhiji who get-outted all angrezi peoples from India. Tilak said Swaraj is our birth-rate and we shall halve it. Today we all halve our birth-rate. You children are future dynamic generators of the Nation. Look into future time only. No backside looking, or looking at your behind. Be like great like X&#39; raj Ranjan of Germany or Presidents like Loosebelt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know genius, no? It is one per cent perspiration and ninety seven percent evaporation. They became great by reading great books. After we finish you here in the school, you can go to college and get B.A., M.A. and other decrease. Then you can become great liars in the supreme courts, shattered accountants, or leacherers in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is like a garden. You are the seeds, school is the soil. We will bury you in this soil, pour water of knowledge on your heads and one day will become great phools. Many vacancy job come in newspapers. Only yesterday I saw in paper &quot;Wanted for refuted engineering firm: Generators, highpower condensors&quot; so and so forth, etc. These jobs may be teknickel, but you can rise. If you have flare in English, you can become teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now ending this fastly. My God blast you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and thank God I am finished. Joy Hind!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;********************************************************** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="A school Master"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108968791752005819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108968791752005819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968791752005819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968791752005819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/school-master.html' title='A school Master'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108968296072701394</id><published>2004-07-13T02:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T15:48:05.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m sending you some wishes &lt;br /&gt;On this your special day &lt;br /&gt;I hope that lots of good things &lt;br /&gt;This day will come your way &lt;br /&gt;I wish you special happiness &lt;br /&gt;That will last the whole year through &lt;br /&gt;And you will find some pleasure &lt;br /&gt;In all the things you do &lt;br /&gt;No matter what the season &lt;br /&gt;Or what may come your way &lt;br /&gt;I want for you birthday wishes &lt;br /&gt;On this your special day &lt;br /&gt;So blow out all your candles &lt;br /&gt;And open your presents too &lt;br /&gt;Since this is your special day &lt;br /&gt;Good thoughts will be with you &lt;br /&gt;I pray your day is happy &lt;br /&gt;And sun comes shining through &lt;br /&gt;So on this day, I come your way &lt;br /&gt;To say Happy Birthday Just to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Wishes For everyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©By Mary &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Happy Birthday"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108968296072701394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108968296072701394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968296072701394'/><link rel='self' 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fly&lt;br /&gt;I forget my every care&lt;br /&gt;Though I dread the next &quot;Good-bye&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I cherish the time we share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m joyful when you are here&lt;br /&gt;My songs reflect it well&lt;br /&gt;My heart races when you&#39;re near&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often we&#39;ve stayed up late&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and singing into the night&lt;br /&gt;Hours and Hours for you I&#39;d wait&lt;br /&gt;In your company I delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value the friendship that has grown&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know it&#39;s true&lt;br /&gt;When you are gone I&#39;m so alone&lt;br /&gt;I ache from missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t say it&#39;s time for you to leave&lt;br /&gt;Please won&#39;t you stay with me&lt;br /&gt;In your absence I will grieve&lt;br /&gt;Until together we can be&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="When You Were 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108968073829440761</id><published>2004-07-13T02:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T02:05:38.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the Lord</title><content type='html'>A farmer is driving down the road and spots a sign that reads &quot; Mule For Sale &quot; he decides to at least look at the mule to see if it is of good quality. He talks to the owner which tells him that the mule is the faster mule alive, and that it is very different from other mules. The owner explains to the farmer that the mule will only proceed to walk when the phrase... &quot; Praise The LORD &quot; is spoken and the more you say it the faster he will go, to stop the mule, the owner explains you gotta say &quot;Hallelujah&quot;. The farmer decides to ride the mule to see if the owner is telling the truth. he gets on the mule and screams out ... &quot;Praise the LORD!&quot; the mule takes off the farmer then Yells &quot;Hallelujah!&quot; To which the mule stops. The farmer, seeing that he is a pretty good distance from the owner, decides to see just how fast the mule will go, so he Yells out &quot; Praise The LORD&quot; and the mule takes off he repeats the phrase over and over until he is really moving it along. The farmer looks up and sees he is coming up on a Very high cliff that drops off to a deep canyon below, and decides he had better stop the mule, when he realized he forgotten what the word was to stop the mule..hoping to hit the right word, he starts rambling and spouting out words... &quot;AMEN!&quot; ... &quot;GLORY!&quot;.... &quot;SWEET JESUS!&quot; ... &quot;AMAZING GRACE!&quot; .... He sees he&#39;s getting closer and closer to the cliff when right at the edge of the cliff he yells ... &quot;HALLELUJAH!!!&quot; To which the mule stops dead in his tracks. The farmer, out of breath and shaking from the fright wipes the sweat from his brow looks up to heaven and says .... &quot;Whew! Praise the LORD!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="Praise the Lord"/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108968073829440761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108968073829440761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968073829440761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108968073829440761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/praise-lord.html' title='Praise the Lord'/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393020.post-108967742130693392</id><published>2004-07-13T00:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T01:10:21.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;ll be Here </title><content type='html'>When you are feeling down&lt;br /&gt;or when you are in a bind...&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be right beside you&lt;br /&gt;Comfort you will find.&lt;br /&gt;If you need an ear to listen,&lt;br /&gt;or a loving helpful hand... &lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be right here for you,&lt;br /&gt;I truly understand.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;LL BE HERE FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="www.lekzikon.blogspot.com" title="I&#39;ll be Here "/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/feeds/108967742130693392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7393020/108967742130693392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108967742130693392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7393020/posts/default/108967742130693392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lekzikon.blogspot.com/2004/07/ill-be-here.html' title='I&#39;ll be Here '/><author><name>Lekzikon&#39;s Place</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376315205867619788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>