<?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-18968678</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:37:04.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what to call this blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18968678.post-117574537985977439</id><published>2007-04-04T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:56:19.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A birthday poem for my mother...</title><content type='html'>A birthday poem for my mother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday! Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha-cha-cha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha-cha-cha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For: My Mother, who deserves to have a birthday poem writen for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-117574537985977439?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117574537985977439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117574537985977439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2007/04/birthday-poem-for-my-mother.html' title='A birthday poem for my mother...'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-117574438423955588</id><published>2007-04-04T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:50:26.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta write...</title><content type='html'>I gotta write something!&lt;br /&gt;What should I write? Not a poem, not a sloem, and I don't even know what a sloem is! I guesse a sloem is just a fig-newton of my imagination! Biscuit! Plaster! Help, my biscuit is bleeding, hand me a plaster! Did you knoooooowww.....I'm just gonna write and write whatever comes into my head....If I don't know what to write I will repeat repeat repeat repeat....Raspebby! Oops! I mean raspberry! I like Rasberrys, and nectarines, and I need to do my teeth, and also peaches and cold juicy green apples....Are you getting hungry? 'Caus I am, and y'know what? I'm gonna ........Gonna gonna gonna gonna gonna happy hoppy ewastreeree whatever! Should I correct my splelling mistakes? I think not! Hmph! Well I never! My, aren't weeeee clever! Hey! This is kinda poetic and goodishlike! I fink i'm almost finito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....Okay...calm down now...okay.....DONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-117574438423955588?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117574438423955588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117574438423955588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2007/04/gotta-write.html' title='Gotta write...'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-117574385848116158</id><published>2007-04-04T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:30:58.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEacHErZ</title><content type='html'>What is a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;A green bug-eyed creature?&lt;br /&gt;A teacher is someone who gives you respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;And how do you reach her?&lt;br /&gt;A teacher is someone with whom you connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;She sits on the bleachers,&lt;br /&gt;And cheers you for what you are, not what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Not some "special feature"&lt;br /&gt;She models your life, and help you be you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-117574385848116158?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117574385848116158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117574385848116158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2007/04/teacherz.html' title='TEacHErZ'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-117053729997255175</id><published>2007-02-03T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:14:59.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream nost-it-potes</title><content type='html'>smelly seasons go past feet&lt;br /&gt;and settings change&lt;br /&gt;the size of their lead&lt;br /&gt;goes snicker-snack&lt;br /&gt;repeating for the cheese&lt;br /&gt;which hop all day&lt;br /&gt;under the shade of the bong-bong tree&lt;br /&gt;lamp-post soup&lt;br /&gt;lamp-post soup&lt;br /&gt;flying sofa duck-duck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-117053729997255175?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117053729997255175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117053729997255175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2007/02/ice-cream-nost-it-potes.html' title='Ice cream nost-it-potes'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-117053694278354806</id><published>2007-02-03T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:09:02.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dop</title><content type='html'>bop dop pop mop the lop drop cop nop whop top sop gop hop jop kop aop bop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-117053694278354806?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117053694278354806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/117053694278354806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2007/02/dop.html' title='dop'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-116455774921424305</id><published>2006-11-26T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:54:44.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing, i'm glowing.</title><content type='html'>I love the snow, unfortunatly we don't realy get much snow here in Vancouver, maybe once or twice a year. And certainly not like this! Big White fluffy flakes twirling and swirling and dizzyingly falling onto our noses and our gardens. Perfect yards, a white winter wonderland, let's just hope we get this kind of stuff on christmas. School may not get cancelled by four centimetres of snow, but it sure makes school more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;I quote a poem from an archie comic book I read sometimes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow, snow, glorious snow&lt;br /&gt;sparkeling snowflakes that shimer and glow,&lt;br /&gt;snow, snow, I love you so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-116455774921424305?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/116455774921424305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/116455774921424305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-snowing-im-glowing.html' title='It&apos;s snowing, i&apos;m glowing.'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-115923511331570640</id><published>2006-09-25T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:45:13.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arg!Aah!Youch!&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!Eee!Aye!Ooo!&lt;br /&gt;Wowee!Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;Wah!Boo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;Urg!Snifle!Yelp!&lt;br /&gt;Oog!Oh-no!&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I say when I stub my toe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-115923511331570640?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115923511331570640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115923511331570640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/09/argaahyouch-oucheeeayeooo-woweeeeek.html' title=''/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-115923463856352854</id><published>2006-09-25T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:37:18.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a poet and i didn't even know it</title><content type='html'>I can always find a palindrome, I’ll bet you my last dime,&lt;br /&gt;Like dad, and mom, and race car, but I can never find a rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alliterations are easy to say, Larry loves luscious limes,&lt;br /&gt;I can even talk a tough tongue twister but I can’ find any rhymes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m even such a failure I might as well be a mime,&lt;br /&gt;It would be a disgrace to say anything if you couldn’t say it in rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could find a rhyme for silver, that would be sublime!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t rhyme orange or purple, so just face it, I can’t rhyme!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I just can’t! I can’t rhyme the words climb crime or slime,&lt;br /&gt;Wait…who am I kidding, I’ve been rhyming this whole time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-115923463856352854?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115923463856352854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115923463856352854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-poet-and-i-didnt-even-know-it_25.html' title='i&apos;m a poet and i didn&apos;t even know it'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-115835028588415887</id><published>2006-09-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:58:05.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something about something</title><content type='html'>This, is something about something...or something, and something is something to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say millions of things about something, and to a writers delight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the need to write about something there's ALLWAYS something to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe NOT to a READER'S delight you can talk about something all day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-115835028588415887?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115835028588415887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115835028588415887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/09/something-about-something.html' title='something about something'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-115834943170994332</id><published>2006-09-15T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:43:51.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cows</title><content type='html'>I like cows, and...yeah! I like them...Soooo...Read what I have to say about cows...yeah!Okay,so...uhhhh...Cows...Are...Splotchy, yes!, Splochy!&lt;br /&gt;Cows are splotchy,&lt;br /&gt;what rhimes with splotchy?...Boccie, like... boccie ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows are splochy, &lt;br /&gt;and I like to play boccie ball!...No! this is useless, I give up! I think i'll write something about something or something...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-115834943170994332?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115834943170994332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/115834943170994332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/09/cows.html' title='Cows'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-114697674628629700</id><published>2006-05-06T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:39:06.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A pool full of noodles</title><content type='html'>If I had one wish,&lt;br /&gt;then that wish would be,&lt;br /&gt;a pool full of noodles,&lt;br /&gt;a macaronie sea,&lt;br /&gt;to squelche through my toes,&lt;br /&gt;all squishy and wet,&lt;br /&gt;all mooshy and gooshy and still better  yet,&lt;br /&gt;I'll add cheese and alfredo sauce,&lt;br /&gt;tomato sauce to!&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish thats what I would do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-114697674628629700?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114697674628629700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114697674628629700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/05/pool-full-of-noodles.html' title='A pool full of noodles'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-114281715893362087</id><published>2006-03-19T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:49:07.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can't take back words&lt;br /&gt;but you can change them&lt;br /&gt;you can miss use them&lt;br /&gt;you can re-use them&lt;br /&gt;you can over use them&lt;br /&gt;you can even change the letters around&lt;br /&gt;and make words up&lt;br /&gt;but you can't take them back&lt;br /&gt;so use them properly&lt;br /&gt;or don't use them at all....or....just a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what mistress manners says, anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-114281715893362087?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114281715893362087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114281715893362087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-cant-take-back-words-but-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-114074019642967077</id><published>2006-02-23T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:17:09.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coines</title><content type='html'>coines of silver&lt;br /&gt;coines of gold&lt;br /&gt;coines that make the signes say "sold"&lt;br /&gt;coines that buy for you and me&lt;br /&gt;coines can make the free not free&lt;br /&gt;coines by the bucket&lt;br /&gt;coines by the pound&lt;br /&gt;coines that make the world go round&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it would be flat&lt;br /&gt;like bills and cheks and stuff like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-114074019642967077?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114074019642967077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114074019642967077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/02/coines.html' title='coines'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-114073999040978599</id><published>2006-02-23T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:13:10.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>socks</title><content type='html'>socks with stripes,&lt;br /&gt;socks with bows,&lt;br /&gt;socks with dots&lt;br /&gt;and socks with toes.&lt;br /&gt;socks that go up to your thigh,&lt;br /&gt;socks the color of the sky,&lt;br /&gt;socks that go up to youre knees,&lt;br /&gt;smelling slightly of febrees,&lt;br /&gt;soccer socks,&lt;br /&gt;pink socks to,&lt;br /&gt;socks of red, white, green or blue.&lt;br /&gt;Socks that cost alot of money,&lt;br /&gt;socks that apear very funny,&lt;br /&gt;but socks that are completrely free,&lt;br /&gt;are the best kind of socks for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-114073999040978599?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114073999040978599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/114073999040978599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/02/socks.html' title='socks'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113996500156119121</id><published>2006-02-14T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:57:34.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day&lt;br /&gt;May your food be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your fears are far away&lt;br /&gt;May your room be nice and neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you always have enough&lt;br /&gt;Of whatever that you need.&lt;br /&gt;May life be full of different stuff&lt;br /&gt;May your gardens have no weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you live forever more&lt;br /&gt;May your vegetables be nutritious&lt;br /&gt;May you never experience war, &lt;br /&gt;Hope your candies are delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113996500156119121?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113996500156119121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113996500156119121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines.html' title='happy valentines'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113984278613363474</id><published>2006-02-13T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T06:59:46.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be mine</title><content type='html'>Please be mine,&lt;br /&gt;Literally.&lt;br /&gt;To drag around,&lt;br /&gt;To play with me,&lt;br /&gt;To do what ever that I say,&lt;br /&gt;To sit when I say sit,&lt;br /&gt;To stay when I say stay,&lt;br /&gt;Clean the bathroom,&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen, the bed&lt;br /&gt;Every thing that pops in to my head,&lt;br /&gt;Please be mine this Valentines Day,That is all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113984278613363474?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113984278613363474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113984278613363474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/02/be-mine.html' title='be mine'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113849540230132217</id><published>2006-01-28T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:14:39.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monster</title><content type='html'>My hands are wet and clammy,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are open wide,&lt;br /&gt;i spy an ugly moster a slimy, bumpy hide!&lt;br /&gt;I scream but no sound comes,&lt;br /&gt;i'm rooted to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;i daren't even take a breath&lt;br /&gt;or slightly turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remember something&lt;br /&gt;and without any haste,&lt;br /&gt;instead of running far away,&lt;br /&gt;i rest my hands on my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a little more&lt;br /&gt;and stare at my creation,&lt;br /&gt;i created this monster&lt;br /&gt;with my imagination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113849540230132217?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113849540230132217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113849540230132217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/01/monster.html' title='monster'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113849502635743095</id><published>2006-01-28T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:37:06.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>un-comfotable situation</title><content type='html'>I am sitting in a theatre,&lt;br /&gt;actualy our gym.&lt;br /&gt;I can smell my neighbors breath&lt;br /&gt;and the lights are turned down dim.&lt;br /&gt;I press on my aching back,&lt;br /&gt;put my hands up to my chin,&lt;br /&gt;I take a great big breath,&lt;br /&gt;only musty air comes in.&lt;br /&gt;I try to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;and stiffle a tired yawn,&lt;br /&gt;until finaly we're escorted away by Mme. chong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113849502635743095?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113849502635743095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113849502635743095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/01/un-comfotable-situation.html' title='un-comfotable situation'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113814587515639150</id><published>2006-01-24T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T15:47:43.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend</title><content type='html'>my friend is realy crazy,&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning any names.&lt;br /&gt;she likes making funny sounds&lt;br /&gt;and playing funny games&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she is grumpy,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes she is quiet.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she laughs at my jokes,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes she wont by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she's realy tired,&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't here a word i say.&lt;br /&gt;if someone doesn't wake her up,&lt;br /&gt;she wont get up all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has the identicle intrests,&lt;br /&gt;and she does most things i do,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i do most things she does,&lt;br /&gt;i haven't got a clue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113814587515639150?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113814587515639150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113814587515639150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-friend.html' title='My friend'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113811682023722955</id><published>2006-01-24T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T07:33:40.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning poem</title><content type='html'>In the morning when I wake up I’m really tired,&lt;br /&gt;But that’s exactly what gets me really inspired.&lt;br /&gt;Little rhymes just pop-in,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;I just sit there dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Poems come out streaming.&lt;br /&gt;The poems say&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t turn away!”&lt;br /&gt;So I am stuck here until day&lt;br /&gt;Writing poems that I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;Aren’t that great anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113811682023722955?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113811682023722955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113811682023722955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/01/morning-poem.html' title='morning poem'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113807698909299049</id><published>2006-01-23T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:52:20.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>Something’s not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dolphin and the cow were swimming by the shore,&lt;br /&gt;When they met a prissy pirate and a purple dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;Then the dolphin and the cow took off their feet and went inside&lt;br /&gt;the prissy pirate’s pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;(Prissy pirate’s name is Clyde.)&lt;br /&gt;they found a trunk of 24 carrots,&lt;br /&gt;instead of 24 karat gold.&lt;br /&gt;And on the side of the pirate ship was a sticker marking “Sold”.&lt;br /&gt;When the dinosaur boarded the ship the ship started to sink!&lt;br /&gt;And down went prissy pirate’s gold (er…carrots)&lt;br /&gt;down into the drink.&lt;br /&gt;The dolphin and the cow,&lt;br /&gt;swam away in fright,&lt;br /&gt;but the pirate and the dinosaur sank in their plight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113807698909299049?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113807698909299049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113807698909299049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2006/01/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113521979602076055</id><published>2005-12-21T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T15:02:35.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>different ways of cooking</title><content type='html'>Different ways of cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sugary syrup to sweeten&lt;br /&gt;Cookie and candy confections to cook&lt;br /&gt;Savory succulent soup to spoon out&lt;br /&gt;Crime corruption and cooking the books&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113521979602076055?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113521979602076055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113521979602076055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2005/12/different-ways-of-cooking.html' title='different ways of cooking'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113502135746519260</id><published>2005-12-19T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:47:35.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i ?</title><content type='html'>i can be big&lt;br /&gt;i can be small&lt;br /&gt;i do not fly&lt;br /&gt;i do not fall&lt;br /&gt;i'm outside your house&lt;br /&gt;i'm inside a ball&lt;br /&gt;what am i ?&lt;br /&gt;i am invisible&lt;br /&gt;i can not see&lt;br /&gt;and none of you&lt;br /&gt;wold survive without me&lt;br /&gt;you can't find me&lt;br /&gt;under the sea&lt;br /&gt;what could i be ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113502135746519260?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113502135746519260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113502135746519260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-am-i.html' title='what am i ?'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113210375345716254</id><published>2005-11-15T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:59:25.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems by Ogden Gnash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reflections on parsly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parsly is garsly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behold the duck,&lt;br /&gt;it does not cluck,&lt;br /&gt;a cluck it lacks,&lt;br /&gt;it quaks,&lt;br /&gt;it's especialy fond,&lt;br /&gt;of a puddle or pond,&lt;br /&gt;and when it dines or sups,&lt;br /&gt;its bottoms ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the kitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem with a kitten is that,&lt;br /&gt;it eventualy becomes a cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113210375345716254?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113210375345716254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113210375345716254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2005/11/poems-by-ogden-gnash.html' title='poems by Ogden Gnash'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113210650775326269</id><published>2005-11-15T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:25:30.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>salamuffin (salamander &amp; muffin)</title><content type='html'>the salamuffin loves to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;it enjoys a fly salad,&lt;br /&gt;or a bath in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;some consider you a lovely snack,&lt;br /&gt;but then,one salamuffin we'd lack!&lt;br /&gt;others think your appetizing,&lt;br /&gt;when in the oven you are rising,&lt;br /&gt;but me?&lt;br /&gt;i think your realy cute!&lt;br /&gt;not something to eat,&lt;br /&gt;or something to shoot!&lt;br /&gt;but others do not think the same,&lt;br /&gt;and others do not feel the shame.&lt;br /&gt;they'd hunt you without seconde thought,&lt;br /&gt;you'd hope it's because the weather's hot!&lt;br /&gt;but you can't take chances,&lt;br /&gt;so you run,&lt;br /&gt;wishing for just a bit of sun!&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;the perfect tan...&lt;br /&gt;is once again desturbed by man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113210650775326269?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113210650775326269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113210650775326269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com/2005/11/salamuffin-salamander-muffin.html' title='salamuffin (salamander &amp; muffin)'/><author><name>Aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04719837830847452065</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-18968678.post-113200963929248983</id><published>2005-11-14T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:30:19.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>children are smarter than you think!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;what comes to mind when you here the word"children"?&lt;br /&gt;most people think that all that is going on in a kids mind is toys and school and other things like that,its not true.how do i know this? because i'm a kid! so here it is what realy is going on in a kids mind from the point of view from a kid!:first of all we understand much more than you think about politics,and we have opinions to.suprisingly enough we actualy care what is happening around us and who is making all the rules! most of us know who is running for mayor for example and we know who we would vote for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if we could!&lt;/span&gt;in fact me and my friends get together every week to talk about and studie business crime!(tax evasion,money laundering,white collar crime etc..)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;adults!secondly most of us children spend our time on the internet researching enviromental problems and recent court cases instead of playing games(we also enjoy writing in blogs!)so when someone says the word"childeren''think about what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; said instead of what you heard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;-Aqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113200963929248983?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113200963929248983'/><link rel='self' 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ning,&lt;br /&gt;where the trees go"ping!"&lt;br /&gt;and the tea-pots"jiber jaber joo!"&lt;br /&gt;and the nong ning nang,&lt;br /&gt;where the mice go"clang!"&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't cach them when they do!&lt;br /&gt;so its:ning nang nong,&lt;br /&gt;cowsgo"bong!"&lt;br /&gt;nong nang ning,&lt;br /&gt;trees go"ping!"&lt;br /&gt;nong ning nang,&lt;br /&gt;mice go "clang!",&lt;br /&gt;what a noisy place to belong,&lt;br /&gt;in the ning nang ning nang nong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just go's to show you that even complete utter nonsence can make a good poem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18968678-113200755354585046?l=oogaboogasmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18968678/posts/default/113200755354585046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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