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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Linora Low - Latest Comments in Lecehhhh</title><link>http://aronil.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://aronil.disqus.com/lecehhhh/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 06:10:14 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: Lecehhhh</title><link>http://www.linoralow.com/2008/blog-it/lecehhhh#comment-3421910</link><description>&lt;p&gt;oh wells.. tell me about it .. weekend... sigh...&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">tom</dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jul 2008 06:10:14 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: Lecehhhh</title><link>http://www.linoralow.com/2008/blog-it/lecehhhh#comment-3421909</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Heres a Poem stolen from a friend;s blog..:    Homework  by Russell Hoban    Homework sits on top of Sunday, squashing Sunday flat.  Homework has the smell of Monday, homework’s very fat.  Heavy books and piles of paper, answers I don’t know.  Sunday evening’s almost finished, now I’m going to go  Do my homework in the kitchen. Maybe just a snack,  Then I’ll sit right down and start as soon as I run back  For some chocolate sandwich cookies. Then I’ll really do  All that homework in a minute. First I’ll see what new  Show they’ve got on television in the living room.  Everybody’s laughing there, but misery and gloom  And a full refrigerator are where I am at.  I’ll just have another sandwich. Homework’s very fat.    XD&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Nicholas.C</dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 12:54:30 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>