<?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-37639327</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:38:41.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubudiu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubudiu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubudiu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bubudiu</name><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-37639327.post-4814689226756536410</id><published>2007-02-24T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:38:45.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel of Mine</title><content type='html'>When I first saw You I already knew&lt;br /&gt;There was something inside of You&lt;br /&gt;Something I thought that I would never find&lt;br /&gt;Angel of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at You lookin' at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why they say&lt;br /&gt;the best things are free&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love You boy, You are so fine&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You changed my world, You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;I'm different now, You helped me grow&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life sent from Above&lt;br /&gt;When I lost all hope you showed me Love&lt;br /&gt;I'm checkin' for Ya, boy You're right on time&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing means more to me than what we share&lt;br /&gt;No one in this whole world can ever compare&lt;br /&gt;Last night the way You moved&lt;br /&gt;is still on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What You mean to me You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I need to show&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life sent from Above&lt;br /&gt;When I lost all hope, You showed me Love&lt;br /&gt;I'm checkin' for Ya, boy You're right on time&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could feel these moments&lt;br /&gt;As if they were new,&lt;br /&gt;Every breath that I take,&lt;br /&gt;the Love that we make&lt;br /&gt;I only share it with You, You, You, You, You&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw You I already knew&lt;br /&gt;There was something inside of You&lt;br /&gt;Something I thought that I would never find&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life sent from Above&lt;br /&gt;When I lost all hope You showed me Love&lt;br /&gt;I'm checkin' for ya, boy You're right on time&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you changed my world You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;I'm different now, You helped me grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at You lookin' at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why they say&lt;br /&gt;the best things are free&lt;br /&gt;I'm checkin' for Ya, boy You're right on time&lt;br /&gt;Angel of Mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37639327-4814689226756536410?l=bubudiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default/4814689226756536410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default/4814689226756536410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubudiu.blogspot.com/2007/02/angel-of-mine.html' title='Angel of Mine'/><author><name>Bubudiu</name><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-37639327.post-116370587410252405</id><published>2006-11-16T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:37:54.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naming of Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SOLO: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a man over there with a look of surprise&lt;br /&gt;As much as to say well now how about that?&lt;br /&gt;Do I actually see with my own very eyes&lt;br /&gt;A man who's not heard of a jellicle cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a jellicle cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL (Echoing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What's a jellicle cat?&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL (Whispering):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The naming of cats is a difficult matter&lt;br /&gt;It isn't just one of your holiday games&lt;br /&gt;You may think at first I'm mad as a hatter&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you a cat must have three different names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, there's the name that the family use daily&lt;br /&gt;Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James&lt;br /&gt;Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey&lt;br /&gt;All of them are sensible, everyday names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,&lt;br /&gt;Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:&lt;br /&gt;Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter--&lt;br /&gt;But all of them sensible everyday names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you a cat needs a name that's particular&lt;br /&gt;A name that's peculiar and more dignified&lt;br /&gt;Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular?&lt;br /&gt;Or spread out his whiskers or cherish his pride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum&lt;br /&gt;Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo or Coricopat&lt;br /&gt;Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum&lt;br /&gt;Names that never belong to more than one cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above and beyond there's still one name left over&lt;br /&gt;And that is the name that you will never guess&lt;br /&gt;The name that no human research can discover&lt;br /&gt;But the cat himself knows and will never confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you notice a cat in profound meditation&lt;br /&gt;The reason, I tell you, is always the same&lt;br /&gt;His mind is engaged in rapt contemplation&lt;br /&gt;Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His ineffable, effable, effanineffable&lt;br /&gt;Deep and inscrutable singular name&lt;br /&gt;Name, name, name, name, name, name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37639327-116370587410252405?l=bubudiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default/116370587410252405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default/116370587410252405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubudiu.blogspot.com/2006/11/naming-of-cats.html' title='The Naming of Cats'/><author><name>Bubudiu</name><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-37639327.post-116370580057019834</id><published>2006-11-16T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:36:40.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moments of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SOLO: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments of happiness&lt;br /&gt;We had the experience but missed the meaning&lt;br /&gt;And approach to the meaning restores the experience&lt;br /&gt;In a different form beyond any meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can assign to happiness&lt;br /&gt;The past experience revived in the meaning&lt;br /&gt;Is not the experience of one life only&lt;br /&gt;But of many generations&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting something that is probably quite ineffable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRIZABELLA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Turn your face to the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Let your memory lead you&lt;br /&gt;Open up, enter in&lt;br /&gt;If you find there the meaning of what happiness is&lt;br /&gt;Then a new life will begin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37639327-116370580057019834?l=bubudiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default/116370580057019834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37639327/posts/default/116370580057019834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubudiu.blogspot.com/2006/11/moments-of-happiness.html' title='The Moments of Happiness'/><author><name>Bubudiu</name><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-37639327.post-116370573144864559</id><published>2006-11-16T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:35:31.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gus, the Theatre Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SOLO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus is the cat at the theatre door&lt;br /&gt;His name, as I ought to have told you before&lt;br /&gt;Is really Asparagus, and that's a fuss to pronounce&lt;br /&gt;That we usually call him just Gus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His coat's very shabby, he's thin as a rake&lt;br /&gt;And he suffers from palsy that makes his paw shake&lt;br /&gt;Yet he was in his youth quite the smartest of cats&lt;br /&gt;But no longer a terror to mice or to rats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For he isn't the cat that he was in his prime&lt;br /&gt;Though his name was quite famous, he says, in his time&lt;br /&gt;And whenever he joins his friends at their club&lt;br /&gt;(Which takes place at the back of the neighboring pub)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to regale them, if someone else pays&lt;br /&gt;With anecdotes drawn from his palmiest days&lt;br /&gt;For he once was a star of the highest degree&lt;br /&gt;He has acted with Irving, he's acted with Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he likes to relate his success on the halls&lt;br /&gt;Where the gallery once gave him seven cat calls&lt;br /&gt;But his greatest creation as he loves to tell&lt;br /&gt;Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell&lt;br /&gt;GUS:&lt;br /&gt;I have played in my time every possible part&lt;br /&gt;And I used to know seventy speeches by heart&lt;br /&gt;I'd extemporize backchat, I knew how to gag&lt;br /&gt;And I knew how to let the cat out of the bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew how to act with my back and my tail&lt;br /&gt;With an hour of rehearsal, I never could fail&lt;br /&gt;I'd a voice that would soften the hardest of hearts&lt;br /&gt;Whether I took the lead, or in character parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sat by the bedside of poor little Nell&lt;br /&gt;When the curfew was rung then I swung on the bell&lt;br /&gt;In the pantomime season, I never fell flat&lt;br /&gt;And I once understudied Dick Whittington's cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my grandest creation, as history will tell&lt;br /&gt;was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, if someone will give him a toothful of gin&lt;br /&gt;He will tell how he once played a part in East Lynne&lt;br /&gt;At a Shakespeare performance he once walked on pat&lt;br /&gt;When some actor suggested the need for a cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say now these kittens, they do not get trained&lt;br /&gt;As we did in the days when Victoria reigned&lt;br /&gt;They never get drilled in a regular troupe&lt;br /&gt;And they think they are smart just to jump through a hoop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he says as he scratches himself with his claws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well the theatre is certainly not what is was&lt;br /&gt;These modern productions are all very well&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing to equal from what I hear tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment of mystery when I made history&lt;br /&gt;As Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once crossed the stage on the telegraph wire&lt;br /&gt;To rescue a child when a house was on fire&lt;br /&gt;And I think that I still can much better than most&lt;br /&gt;Produce blood curdling noises to bring on the ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I once played Growltiger&lt;br /&gt;Could do it again, could do it again&lt;br /&gt;Could do it again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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