<?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-4847564065270759410</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:09:42.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Frog</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes when we all get hit and struck down. We intend to stand up. For one whose looks can be so deceiving, I have decided to stand tall for all but myself. I am the Frog Prince. One who awaits his princess and the day when I will become what I'm supposed to be. My future is out there and I'm searching for it...where could it be?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tell No Tale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076299643134923176</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847564065270759410.post-2564432586414476665</id><published>2007-02-11T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:44:06.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The missing bottle...</title><content type='html'>My fair lady taste like a wine,&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much, it feels not divine,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broken, shattered but true,&lt;br /&gt;My lonely days have darken and turned blue,&lt;br /&gt;Still I shall wait for that one special day,&lt;br /&gt;That is when I shall walk her way,&lt;br /&gt;To tell her that this sweet love of mine,&lt;br /&gt;Shines brightly as my love stood divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you and I will never forget that" ~ Rudar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4847564065270759410-2564432586414476665?l=thyfrogprince.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/feeds/2564432586414476665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4847564065270759410&amp;postID=2564432586414476665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/2564432586414476665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/2564432586414476665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/2007/02/missing-bottle.html' title='The missing bottle...'/><author><name>Tell No Tale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076299643134923176</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847564065270759410.post-5367531181174467941</id><published>2007-02-09T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T06:59:55.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once mine...</title><content type='html'>My fair lady taste like a wine,&lt;br /&gt;Her lips were once mine,&lt;br /&gt;As hard as I was trying,&lt;br /&gt;I would only end up crying,&lt;br /&gt;Such love was certainly not divine,&lt;br /&gt;But still I would love to taste that precocious wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew if I ended up trying, I would one day end up dying..." ~ Valerie Chirpings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4847564065270759410-5367531181174467941?l=thyfrogprince.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/feeds/5367531181174467941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4847564065270759410&amp;postID=5367531181174467941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/5367531181174467941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/5367531181174467941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/2007/02/once-mine.html' title='Once mine...'/><author><name>Tell No Tale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076299643134923176</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847564065270759410.post-6442973349510376168</id><published>2007-02-09T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T06:59:21.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine...the taste is so divine...</title><content type='html'>My fair lady taste like a wine,&lt;br /&gt;Of her fair lips, the taste is so divine,&lt;br /&gt;When our lips locked,&lt;br /&gt;They soon became mine,&lt;br /&gt;It was from then on I could tell that Love was not blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I seek not happiness for myself. For when you smile, I'm already contented" ~ Hirus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4847564065270759410-6442973349510376168?l=thyfrogprince.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/feeds/6442973349510376168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4847564065270759410&amp;postID=6442973349510376168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/6442973349510376168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/6442973349510376168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/2007/02/winethe-taste-is-so-divine.html' title='Wine...the taste is so divine...'/><author><name>Tell No Tale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076299643134923176</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4847564065270759410.post-2674810203886236212</id><published>2007-01-31T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:03:28.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fair ou dame alaste merlot, anzim ou wat vey tas menirva"</title><content type='html'>My fair lady taste like a wine,&lt;br /&gt;She would be there,&lt;br /&gt;But I was too blind,&lt;br /&gt;A moment of folly my actions deceives,&lt;br /&gt;No longer her love would I have receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tout ge jiy derf zem dub argiv" ~ Freyius Lange&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4847564065270759410-2674810203886236212?l=thyfrogprince.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/feeds/2674810203886236212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4847564065270759410&amp;postID=2674810203886236212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/2674810203886236212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4847564065270759410/posts/default/2674810203886236212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thyfrogprince.blogspot.com/2007/01/fair-ou-dame-alaste-merlot-anzim-ou-wat.html' title='&quot;Fair ou dame alaste merlot, anzim ou wat vey tas menirva&quot;'/><author><name>Tell No Tale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076299643134923176</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
