<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:rebelrebel.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>Art straight from the Heart</title><link rel="self" href="http://rebelrebel.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rebelrebel.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T07:46:30+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:rebelrebel.blog.co.uk,2007-01-09:/2007/01/09/woof_woof~1532610/</id><title>woof woof</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rebelrebel.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/woof_woof~1532610/"/><author><name>CathyWain</name></author><published>2007-01-09T12:16:28+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:16:28+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;rebel rebel who walked on air&lt;br&gt;
his heart so full of care&lt;br&gt;
the children loved to pamper him&lt;br&gt;
 just to get his golden hamper&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;woof woof the cry of freedom&lt;br&gt;
for all his pals to hear&lt;br&gt;
which he loved so dear&lt;br&gt;
taking away all there fears&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;rebel rebel his heart made of gold&lt;br&gt;
and feeling oh so tired and old&lt;br&gt;
so good and never bold&lt;br&gt;
walking down that narrow road&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;this poem is dedicated to all animals&lt;br&gt;
with no fixed adreess tonight your all welcomed to mine&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;By Cathy Wain&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rebelrebel.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/woof_woof~1532610/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:rebelrebel.blog.co.uk,2007-01-09:/2007/01/09/some_whale_of_a_friend~1532550/</id><title>Some Whale of a friend</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rebelrebel.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/some_whale_of_a_friend~1532550/"/><author><name>CathyWain</name></author><published>2007-01-09T11:56:16+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:56:16+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Up amongst the Yorkshire dales&lt;br&gt;
Lies a doggy wagging his tail&lt;br&gt;
Feeling free out of his jail&lt;br&gt;
Writing about his own little tale&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;About his master swigging back the ale&lt;br&gt;
And looking rather thin and pale&lt;br&gt;
After standing on a dirty nail&lt;br&gt;
Ready to read his daily mail&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;His faithful doggy by his side&lt;br&gt;
His master slipped and died&lt;br&gt;
Nowhere left but to hide&lt;br&gt;
Some pal and whale of a friend.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;By Cathy Wain
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rebelrebel.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/some_whale_of_a_friend~1532550/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry></feed>
