<?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-7369998669997479433</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:49:02.790-04:00</updated><category term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Lake</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-1695394170587166558</id><published>2009-05-23T22:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:55:14.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>No Say It Not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No say it not&lt;br /&gt;We were friends&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't have faked it all&lt;br /&gt;You're just being&lt;br /&gt;An ass right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is how&lt;br /&gt;You wish to think&lt;br /&gt;What care I&lt;br /&gt;That you would deny&lt;br /&gt;The truth of things&lt;br /&gt;Just to make yourself&lt;br /&gt;But better feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe yes&lt;br /&gt;Like how you strive&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed&lt;br /&gt;But it has the good&lt;br /&gt;Of being true&lt;br /&gt;And if it's all the same to you&lt;br /&gt;It's time we fought us now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-1695394170587166558?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/1695394170587166558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-4139706705796390911</id><published>2009-05-22T21:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:38:00.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Well Want It I Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well want it I do&lt;br /&gt;So no choice have you&lt;br /&gt;My old friend&lt;br /&gt;Tougan about to be&lt;br /&gt;But beaten down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for friendship&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;To think it was&lt;br /&gt;What I thought&lt;br /&gt;But we all us learn&lt;br /&gt;In the living of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you were&lt;br /&gt;Quite wrong indeed&lt;br /&gt;As we'd not have been&lt;br /&gt;Friends in life&lt;br /&gt;As normally lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you say&lt;br /&gt;But we could have been&lt;br /&gt;Bitter here too&lt;br /&gt;And that we weren't&lt;br /&gt;For many years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just served me well&lt;br /&gt;To fake it friendly&lt;br /&gt;And believe you me&lt;br /&gt;You were easily fooled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-4139706705796390911?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/4139706705796390911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/4139706705796390911'/><link rel='self' 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smiled&lt;br /&gt;In his reply&lt;br /&gt;Did Sopadin&lt;br /&gt;Cracking his knuckles&lt;br /&gt;And flexing his muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's long past time&lt;br /&gt;These they learned&lt;br /&gt;A different way&lt;br /&gt;And weren't no more&lt;br /&gt;The coddled fools&lt;br /&gt;You've let them be&lt;br /&gt;Or here we'll ever stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What say that&lt;br /&gt;You think we could&lt;br /&gt;Yes escape us this&lt;br /&gt;You are but a greater fool indeed&lt;br /&gt;If that you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do&lt;br /&gt;But with your voice&lt;br /&gt;The loudest heard&lt;br /&gt;No not ever&lt;br /&gt;Would this so be the case&lt;br /&gt;So of course you'd think it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more reason&lt;br /&gt;Have I now&lt;br /&gt;To win against you&lt;br /&gt;In this a fight&lt;br /&gt;I want me not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the others they scattered&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to feel&lt;br /&gt;But anything of&lt;br /&gt;The looming fight&lt;br /&gt;That surely was&lt;br /&gt;In Soppadin's favour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh scatter yes you fools&lt;br /&gt;I think not much&lt;br /&gt;Of any of you&lt;br /&gt;At all at all&lt;br /&gt;And when we're done&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one&lt;br /&gt;To be the voice&lt;br /&gt;That speaks the loudest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speaking so&lt;br /&gt;To these good others&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think&lt;br /&gt;They'll but listen&lt;br /&gt;When you've done shown&lt;br /&gt;Your contempt for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-3466720295090663280?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose we must&lt;br /&gt;Which is too bad for you&lt;br /&gt;For we both know&lt;br /&gt;I'm the better one&lt;br /&gt;Of the two of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be that as it may&lt;br /&gt;This I cannot allow&lt;br /&gt;To go like so&lt;br /&gt;As your uncaring way&lt;br /&gt;Needs but end so now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then make it end&lt;br /&gt;If so you can&lt;br /&gt;My old friend&lt;br /&gt;But I surely doubt&lt;br /&gt;That you so can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-913702580084166281?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/913702580084166281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_19.html#comment-form' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Such Words Of Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such words of yours&lt;br /&gt;They be to me&lt;br /&gt;The slapping of my face&lt;br /&gt;And you but know&lt;br /&gt;I take me not&lt;br /&gt;No slappings well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I ask of you&lt;br /&gt;To sorry say&lt;br /&gt;And I'll let it drop&lt;br /&gt;For we are friends&lt;br /&gt;And have us been&lt;br /&gt;For years as since&lt;br /&gt;We met us when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do it if I could&lt;br /&gt;For no wish have I&lt;br /&gt;To fight you now&lt;br /&gt;Or ever at all&lt;br /&gt;But no indeed&lt;br /&gt;You have a need&lt;br /&gt;To sorry say yourself&lt;br /&gt;And then as then&lt;br /&gt;This'll be done&lt;br /&gt;And we'll bury him&lt;br /&gt;As so he deserves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'll not as do&lt;br /&gt;The making sorry to you&lt;br /&gt;For this is not the when&lt;br /&gt;Of the properly polite&lt;br /&gt;But is instead&lt;br /&gt;A cold prison cold&lt;br /&gt;Or had you forgotten this&lt;br /&gt;Since you so ably adapt&lt;br /&gt;To your wherever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you mean&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sopadin good&lt;br /&gt;For I'm not clear&lt;br /&gt;On what you mean right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-892080718694866571?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/892080718694866571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/892080718694866571'/><link 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so&lt;br /&gt;For even the hearing such&lt;br /&gt;Is a crime to my ears&lt;br /&gt;For you know you well&lt;br /&gt;That mad I'm not&lt;br /&gt;So take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what am I to say&lt;br /&gt;When if he was a spy&lt;br /&gt;And why oh why&lt;br /&gt;Would now they do that&lt;br /&gt;He'd not fall prey&lt;br /&gt;So easily so&lt;br /&gt;To the creepy things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter&lt;br /&gt;They why of his failure&lt;br /&gt;All that matters is&lt;br /&gt;That he failed he did&lt;br /&gt;To spy on us&lt;br /&gt;Thus we should rejoice&lt;br /&gt;That died he did&lt;br /&gt;Before he caused us harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters yes it does&lt;br /&gt;For your belief&lt;br /&gt;If belief it is indeed&lt;br /&gt;Is in need of proof&lt;br /&gt;As so it is&lt;br /&gt;Without no proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the others five&lt;br /&gt;They quietly stood about&lt;br /&gt;Not any a one&lt;br /&gt;Eager to interject&lt;br /&gt;Just quietly awed&lt;br /&gt;That they were seeing&lt;br /&gt;Such a breaking betwixt&lt;br /&gt;These two friends&lt;br /&gt;As so it seemed to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-741440462459341893?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/741440462459341893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/741440462459341893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/741440462459341893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_17.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-2602110592817728900</id><published>2009-05-16T22:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:10:00.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>But Who Does Wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who does wrong&lt;br /&gt;Like the wrong we did&lt;br /&gt;Now but now&lt;br /&gt;When so the many&lt;br /&gt;Like us and more&lt;br /&gt;Have been sent&lt;br /&gt;To places like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he was&lt;br /&gt;Not a doer wrong like us&lt;br /&gt;But merely bad&lt;br /&gt;Or worse than that&lt;br /&gt;A spy to see&lt;br /&gt;Just how we've been&lt;br /&gt;Since oh so long&lt;br /&gt;We've been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think this poor dead&lt;br /&gt;Was a spy&lt;br /&gt;What kind of madness&lt;br /&gt;So makes you say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not mad&lt;br /&gt;And woul but think&lt;br /&gt;You'd never say&lt;br /&gt;Such a thing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well never I thought&lt;br /&gt;That I'd need to say&lt;br /&gt;Such a thing to you&lt;br /&gt;But clearly yes&lt;br /&gt;I need to say this now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-2602110592817728900?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-4774089686456021486</id><published>2009-05-15T22:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:05:52.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>He's Dead He Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's dead he is&lt;br /&gt;So what matters it&lt;br /&gt;If I cut him deep&lt;br /&gt;Or hang my head&lt;br /&gt;In sadness for&lt;br /&gt;His awful passing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters to me it does&lt;br /&gt;So for me indeed&lt;br /&gt;If not for no reason else&lt;br /&gt;Still that tongue&lt;br /&gt;And keep your comments&lt;br /&gt;To your own damn self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye good Tougan&lt;br /&gt;You know me you do&lt;br /&gt;All you need but do is ask&lt;br /&gt;And that's just what&lt;br /&gt;I'll do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then do it without&lt;br /&gt;The tone of an ass&lt;br /&gt;For though we knew him not&lt;br /&gt;His dying here&lt;br /&gt;Is not because&lt;br /&gt;He was evil or bad&lt;br /&gt;But just did wrong&lt;br /&gt;To the powers that be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-4774089686456021486?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/4774089686456021486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/4774089686456021486'/><link rel='self' 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Poor&lt;br /&gt;Said Sopadin&lt;br /&gt;Holding his nose&lt;br /&gt;And looking away&lt;br /&gt;From the mess of what&lt;br /&gt;Had properly been&lt;br /&gt;Sahla as Alex of Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye they'd gathered together&lt;br /&gt;Tougan in charge&lt;br /&gt;And Sopadin his second&lt;br /&gt;To follow with others&lt;br /&gt;In search of Sahla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is where they were&lt;br /&gt;When some flippantly&lt;br /&gt;Sopadin spoke&lt;br /&gt;Of the newest unfortunate&lt;br /&gt;To there be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that&lt;br /&gt;Good Sopadin good&lt;br /&gt;He deserves him not&lt;br /&gt;Your cutting wit&lt;br /&gt;And should be mourned&lt;br /&gt;As gone he most surely is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-2361391710244017439?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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on&lt;br /&gt;Your own worst foe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus he fell him down&lt;br /&gt;And soon was underneathed&lt;br /&gt;A living mass&lt;br /&gt;Of the horrible and the small&lt;br /&gt;Such awful little things&lt;br /&gt;We'd scream to see&lt;br /&gt;Even safely away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine how it felt&lt;br /&gt;To have them crawling through&lt;br /&gt;And changing what had been&lt;br /&gt;Into something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least until&lt;br /&gt;His conscious mind&lt;br /&gt;Was then shutdown&lt;br /&gt;And his pain so ended&lt;br /&gt;Whilst still the changes&lt;br /&gt;Were slowly underway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-5367828960758208206?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;At least as much&lt;br /&gt;As his sickened mind&lt;br /&gt;Could process then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God no no&lt;br /&gt;This is such pain&lt;br /&gt;How can it be so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye it was that indeed&lt;br /&gt;As he fell to his knees&lt;br /&gt;And screamed a yell&lt;br /&gt;Most curdling of the blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the others there&lt;br /&gt;In the dark dark place&lt;br /&gt;They heard him scream&lt;br /&gt;And shivered in sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that&lt;br /&gt;What a poor buggar he was&lt;br /&gt;And  that he'd soon be dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-2419629482651701977?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/2419629482651701977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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dark&lt;br /&gt;Is no good thing&lt;br /&gt;And weak and sick he was&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't but help&lt;br /&gt;And fall him hard&lt;br /&gt;Upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;And lie but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes helpless he was indeed&lt;br /&gt;For the many small things&lt;br /&gt;That shared this Hell&lt;br /&gt;With the most unlucky&lt;br /&gt;To here so be&lt;br /&gt;And this bad time&lt;br /&gt;No one else&lt;br /&gt;Was here to lift him up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-8096321400880521069?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/8096321400880521069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_11.html#comment-form' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>And Tougan Made To Take Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tougan made to take him&lt;br /&gt;To where he'd better be&lt;br /&gt;But Sahla in his sick&lt;br /&gt;But broke away&lt;br /&gt;And raced him quick away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you fool&lt;br /&gt;Don't go from me&lt;br /&gt;For that surely is&lt;br /&gt;The way to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sahla raced away&lt;br /&gt;And Tougan who would have saved him&lt;br /&gt;Could only stand&lt;br /&gt;His arms outstretched&lt;br /&gt;For but moments&lt;br /&gt;Before he could&lt;br /&gt;Naught but hang his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh had he not been alone&lt;br /&gt;And had him the company&lt;br /&gt;Of one of the others&lt;br /&gt;They'd have chased them after&lt;br /&gt;But he'd come alone&lt;br /&gt;And wasn't sick or foolish&lt;br /&gt;To try and follow him&lt;br /&gt;Into Death's cold mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-2736841128772594068?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/2736841128772594068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/2736841128772594068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/2736841128772594068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_10.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-4805876982666771411</id><published>2009-05-09T16:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:25:41.724-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>No Not Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not today&lt;br /&gt;You vile things&lt;br /&gt;You'll not have&lt;br /&gt;Your wished for food&lt;br /&gt;Of living flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tougan stamped his foot&lt;br /&gt;Then lit a fire small&lt;br /&gt;Which he dropped him down&lt;br /&gt;To scare them off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Oh unlucky soul&lt;br /&gt;And we'll see to the bite&lt;br /&gt;Before too late it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What but who is you&lt;br /&gt;Just let me rest&lt;br /&gt;For I feel so sick&lt;br /&gt;And but wish the pain&lt;br /&gt;To go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;We'll take the sick away&lt;br /&gt;And then we'll see&lt;br /&gt;To getting you used&lt;br /&gt;To this damn hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-4805876982666771411?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/4805876982666771411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>So He But Bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he but bit&lt;br /&gt;Sahla himself&lt;br /&gt;The would be hero&lt;br /&gt;Stricken suddenly&lt;br /&gt;As the snakelike thing&lt;br /&gt;Had venom fast&lt;br /&gt;To sicken such&lt;br /&gt;Like the aforementioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dizzily he stood&lt;br /&gt;Quickly losing&lt;br /&gt;His right good thinking&lt;br /&gt;And coming to feel&lt;br /&gt;Oh so sick&lt;br /&gt;And close to the dying&lt;br /&gt;With pain about&lt;br /&gt;The whole of his body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God&lt;br /&gt;What be this&lt;br /&gt;The end of all&lt;br /&gt;Or but a fork&lt;br /&gt;Sharply poking me&lt;br /&gt;On a road of misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;Like when it would end&lt;br /&gt;Either the pain&lt;br /&gt;Or my everything&lt;br /&gt;For then I could focus&lt;br /&gt;On that clear time&lt;br /&gt;And not just be&lt;br /&gt;By this beset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no answer came&lt;br /&gt;And he only felt him worse&lt;br /&gt;As he but fell him hard&lt;br /&gt;Upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;Both cold and dirty&lt;br /&gt;And crawling more&lt;br /&gt;With lots of bugs&lt;br /&gt;So eager to taste&lt;br /&gt;His sickened flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-126446420161797690?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/126446420161797690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/126446420161797690'/><link rel='self' 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bit&lt;br /&gt;So reached upon&lt;br /&gt;His soft soft flesh&lt;br /&gt;And released&lt;br /&gt;A painful poison&lt;br /&gt;That made him scream&lt;br /&gt;In sheer agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus its poison so released&lt;br /&gt;The snake it let him be&lt;br /&gt;And slithered away&lt;br /&gt;Back into&lt;br /&gt;The darkness cold&lt;br /&gt;Where it belonged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas poor Sahla&lt;br /&gt;He clutched the bite&lt;br /&gt;Scratching and clawing it&lt;br /&gt;In some vain hope&lt;br /&gt;One might suppose&lt;br /&gt;To release the venom&lt;br /&gt;That coursed fast&lt;br /&gt;And through his body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A foolish hope of course&lt;br /&gt;For that wasn't how&lt;br /&gt;The snakething's bite&lt;br /&gt;With it's poisonous seizing&lt;br /&gt;Was but dealt with&lt;br /&gt;Though truthfully&lt;br /&gt;How was he to know&lt;br /&gt;When even those&lt;br /&gt;Who'd ever lived&lt;br /&gt;On the world home&lt;br /&gt;And not left as him&lt;br /&gt;Knew them not&lt;br /&gt;Of the snakelike things&lt;br /&gt;That called the dark&lt;br /&gt;Their own domain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nay not so&lt;br /&gt;'Twas only those&lt;br /&gt;So sentenced to&lt;br /&gt;The dark dark place&lt;br /&gt;Who knew the thus&lt;br /&gt;And those were those&lt;br /&gt;Yes unfortunate souls&lt;br /&gt;Who never not left&lt;br /&gt;Once there they were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-8201585652613508794?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/8201585652613508794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>But Cold Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cold alone&lt;br /&gt;Was not his only woe&lt;br /&gt;As the dark dark place&lt;br /&gt;Knew of lesser life&lt;br /&gt;That first had called it home&lt;br /&gt;Before they came&lt;br /&gt;The poor prisoners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hissed a one of them&lt;br /&gt;A snakelike thing&lt;br /&gt;At poor Sahla down&lt;br /&gt;As it slowly slithered near&lt;br /&gt;From out the darkness cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away away with you&lt;br /&gt;You damn like snake&lt;br /&gt;I'm no threat to you&lt;br /&gt;And this you know&lt;br /&gt;So find to you&lt;br /&gt;Your normal prey&lt;br /&gt;I am certain sure&lt;br /&gt;They are about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snake it thought&lt;br /&gt;Like otherwise&lt;br /&gt;And slithered closer so&lt;br /&gt;With a flickering tongue&lt;br /&gt;Both long and forked sharp&lt;br /&gt;As if to cut it could&lt;br /&gt;The flesh of a larger&lt;br /&gt;Like Sahla himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus spooked he was&lt;br /&gt;And rose him quick&lt;br /&gt;Which set off the snake&lt;br /&gt;Who likewise struck him fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-5205095134176061181?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/5205095134176061181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/5205095134176061181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/5205095134176061181'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;And poor Sahla sat&lt;br /&gt;His teeth oh loudly chattering&lt;br /&gt;As he shivered alone&lt;br /&gt;And thought for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Of what he'd left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes lovely Lisa&lt;br /&gt;What was she doing&lt;br /&gt;And who if any&lt;br /&gt;Was she doing it with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tears they came&lt;br /&gt;Dripping to the floor&lt;br /&gt;As a wave of sadness&lt;br /&gt;Rippled through his soul&lt;br /&gt;Leaving him lower than&lt;br /&gt;Ever he had ever thought&lt;br /&gt;That he could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-5081686701655149748?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/5081686701655149748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what had gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;He really didn't want to know&lt;br /&gt;But a burning need there was&lt;br /&gt;Oh flickering in his head&lt;br /&gt;And he knew himself&lt;br /&gt;That yes he needed&lt;br /&gt;Oh needed to know as what&lt;br /&gt;Had turned it so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only he was not&lt;br /&gt;Where he needed to be&lt;br /&gt;To make that real&lt;br /&gt;Which meant long it would&lt;br /&gt;So gnaw at him&lt;br /&gt;That the time ahead&lt;br /&gt;Could only be worse&lt;br /&gt;Than Thote so hoped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-2098306370295623154?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/2098306370295623154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-2158245757464766542</id><published>2009-05-03T11:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:27:06.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Well Enough Of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of you I've had&lt;br /&gt;You're married to your folly&lt;br /&gt;And there is no other point&lt;br /&gt;In speaking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus with that&lt;br /&gt;He drew from his waist&lt;br /&gt;His hidden weapon&lt;br /&gt;And unleashed its energies&lt;br /&gt;On Sahla unsuspecting such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So down in a heap he went&lt;br /&gt;Most painlessly alas&lt;br /&gt;For Thote's own liking&lt;br /&gt;But he smiled still&lt;br /&gt;At the cheery thought&lt;br /&gt;That he'd have his years&lt;br /&gt;To face much more&lt;br /&gt;Than he seemed him able&lt;br /&gt;To well cope with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take him now&lt;br /&gt;The dark dark place&lt;br /&gt;Awaits him so&lt;br /&gt;For however long&lt;br /&gt;He will survive&lt;br /&gt;I will smile at his agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did well&lt;br /&gt;And was worthy of your belief in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you did&lt;br /&gt;You were perfect in your deed&lt;br /&gt;And will be rewarded well&lt;br /&gt;My dear Kaeina dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-2158245757464766542?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/2158245757464766542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-8089198057098992157</id><published>2009-05-02T22:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:32:58.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Such False Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such false hope&lt;br /&gt;I can well do without&lt;br /&gt;So keep it keep it&lt;br /&gt;To yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would spit in my face&lt;br /&gt;And turn aside&lt;br /&gt;The offer I gave&lt;br /&gt;Who are you&lt;br /&gt;To be such a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool I guess&lt;br /&gt;By your reckoning&lt;br /&gt;So do as you will&lt;br /&gt;And I will do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do as I will you say&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a fool you are&lt;br /&gt;When you're anything but&lt;br /&gt;The kind to strongly take&lt;br /&gt;What you're about to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it would appear&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it doubly worse&lt;br /&gt;For your own side&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as you're so damn worried&lt;br /&gt;About a harmless man like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-8089198057098992157?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/8089198057098992157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/8089198057098992157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/8089198057098992157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song_02.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-6132913108536370288</id><published>2009-05-01T23:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:30:29.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>So Afraid You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afraid you are&lt;br /&gt;Though why I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;When clearly you have it&lt;br /&gt;As you so wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So foolish is my reply&lt;br /&gt;As you almost dare&lt;br /&gt;A fatal response&lt;br /&gt;With your impudent tongue&lt;br /&gt;I should but rip from you&lt;br /&gt;As a first real punishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I know my place&lt;br /&gt;A lesson you need but learn&lt;br /&gt;if you wish to have of you&lt;br /&gt;Any semblance of life&lt;br /&gt;I'll not deny to him&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you wouldn't you can't&lt;br /&gt;That's too cruel a thing&lt;br /&gt;When look at me&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to be&lt;br /&gt;Any threat at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes fear holds such sway&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even hear&lt;br /&gt;The hope I offered&lt;br /&gt;To you just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-6132913108536370288?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/6132913108536370288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/6132913108536370288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/6132913108536370288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/05/paikins-song.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-7474854614501957563</id><published>2009-04-30T22:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:31:31.856-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Yes Cry If You Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes cry if you wish&lt;br /&gt;It won't hurt you more&lt;br /&gt;Than your lying tongue&lt;br /&gt;Or purpose bad&lt;br /&gt;For coming here&lt;br /&gt;So let it go&lt;br /&gt;Since I see the need&lt;br /&gt;In your own eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I need not to cry&lt;br /&gt;I only wish not to die&lt;br /&gt;But that seems so likely&lt;br /&gt;Which surely wasn't how&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does silence mean&lt;br /&gt;Like something else&lt;br /&gt;On your silly Earth&lt;br /&gt;That you would insist&lt;br /&gt;On speaking past&lt;br /&gt;My asking that you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it means the same&lt;br /&gt;Here as there&lt;br /&gt;But if I am already gone&lt;br /&gt;To the place&lt;br /&gt;For lies I've told&lt;br /&gt;How can speaking more&lt;br /&gt;So hurt me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you but trying&lt;br /&gt;To tell to me&lt;br /&gt;How I should think&lt;br /&gt;For you have to know&lt;br /&gt;That is but wrong&lt;br /&gt;When much the wrong&lt;br /&gt;You've already done&lt;br /&gt;So briefly back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-7474854614501957563?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-3604225959316683461</id><published>2009-04-29T22:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:10:11.100-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Yet No Matter Much It Makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet no matter much it makes&lt;br /&gt;This your lying&lt;br /&gt;For you are to be sent&lt;br /&gt;To the dark dark place&lt;br /&gt;We send the fools&lt;br /&gt;Who stand against us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So save your breath&lt;br /&gt;You'll surely need it&lt;br /&gt;Where we send you&lt;br /&gt;For no such place is it&lt;br /&gt;To rest and take it easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't you wish&lt;br /&gt;You'd stayed safe&lt;br /&gt;In your distant life&lt;br /&gt;You'd made since leaving&lt;br /&gt;For it had to be&lt;br /&gt;Much more to your liking&lt;br /&gt;And not a place&lt;br /&gt;To try your soul&lt;br /&gt;With unending misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh there was that&lt;br /&gt;Upon the Earth&lt;br /&gt;To be quite sure&lt;br /&gt;But not for me&lt;br /&gt;As lucky I was&lt;br /&gt;To have made my way&lt;br /&gt;In goodly comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence I said&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;Since you are but a liar&lt;br /&gt;Not that the truth&lt;br /&gt;Would have saved you&lt;br /&gt;It just would have been&lt;br /&gt;The better thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the slap that came&lt;br /&gt;Stung him harsh&lt;br /&gt;And lingered long&lt;br /&gt;With a hint of red&lt;br /&gt;That he wondered when&lt;br /&gt;He'd wind up dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-1511368624813048947</id><published>2009-04-28T19:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:54:50.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Do You Truly Think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you truly think&lt;br /&gt;That having discovered&lt;br /&gt;The Second Chamber To The Left&lt;br /&gt;We'd not have made use of it&lt;br /&gt;So your lying only serves&lt;br /&gt;To anger me more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know&lt;br /&gt;Of what you speak&lt;br /&gt;Whether you choose to believe&lt;br /&gt;I cannot so lie about&lt;br /&gt;Something I know of not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect me to believe&lt;br /&gt;Such a transparent lie&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a fool you are&lt;br /&gt;Sahla The Soft&lt;br /&gt;Yet being so&lt;br /&gt;Makes your coming death&lt;br /&gt;Most quite right a deed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would kill me when&lt;br /&gt;I've naught but spoken true&lt;br /&gt;And you have the seeming power&lt;br /&gt;You needn't worry&lt;br /&gt;About a gnat like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naught but true you say&lt;br /&gt;Yet another lie you tell&lt;br /&gt;For we know damn well&lt;br /&gt;Your return is not because&lt;br /&gt;Of a sick for home you have&lt;br /&gt;But because there was a plan&lt;br /&gt;That you had a part you of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-1511368624813048947?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-7766378687902541188</id><published>2009-04-27T23:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:26:02.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>The Second Chamber To The Left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second Chamber To The Left&lt;br /&gt;So sounds as like&lt;br /&gt;A piece of fiction&lt;br /&gt;From planet Earth&lt;br /&gt;Which I so called&lt;br /&gt;My home for years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to lie&lt;br /&gt;At your peril&lt;br /&gt;Oh fool returned&lt;br /&gt;And you will quickly&lt;br /&gt;Discover find&lt;br /&gt;That the land you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Is not happy at all&lt;br /&gt;That you've returned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since you know&lt;br /&gt;Of this chamber then&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell me&lt;br /&gt;About it so&lt;br /&gt;For it sounds as like&lt;br /&gt;Quite the something cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the smile&lt;br /&gt;That played upon the lips&lt;br /&gt;Of Alex/Sahla&lt;br /&gt;Was smashed away&lt;br /&gt;With the sudden strike&lt;br /&gt;Of angry Thote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And done he wasn't&lt;br /&gt;As he gathered him up&lt;br /&gt;By his neck's own scruff&lt;br /&gt;And held him there&lt;br /&gt;Smiling too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-7766378687902541188?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/7766378687902541188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-123966607643016076</id><published>2009-04-26T11:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:43:06.841-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Oh how You Lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how you lie&lt;br /&gt;Sahla sent away&lt;br /&gt;In the hopes of being key&lt;br /&gt;To our defeat&lt;br /&gt;When the time was right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the plan it was&lt;br /&gt;Oh quickly uncovered&lt;br /&gt;And we took us steps&lt;br /&gt;To ensure it could not be&lt;br /&gt;The end of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a fanciful tale&lt;br /&gt;The part about me&lt;br /&gt;Being some hero&lt;br /&gt;Who's dreaeded return&lt;br /&gt;Would spell the doom&lt;br /&gt;Of evil upon the world home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not fanciful&lt;br /&gt;For that was the plan&lt;br /&gt;Which sadly for you&lt;br /&gt;Was undone&lt;br /&gt;Oh so many years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I so look the part&lt;br /&gt;Of such a hero&lt;br /&gt;Shall I laugh me hard&lt;br /&gt;Or simply smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither I say&lt;br /&gt;If you wish live long&lt;br /&gt;For we know the secret&lt;br /&gt;Of the Second Chamber&lt;br /&gt;To the Left&lt;br /&gt;And you will not get the chance&lt;br /&gt;To use it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-123966607643016076?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/123966607643016076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-4381341874202618506</id><published>2009-04-25T23:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:18:05.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>So Be It Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it then&lt;br /&gt;I will reveal myself&lt;br /&gt;Much to your dismay&lt;br /&gt;Once you see me&lt;br /&gt;For you are but soft&lt;br /&gt;In your weak form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he stepped out&lt;br /&gt;Thote by name&lt;br /&gt;Hard and red&lt;br /&gt;His dark sinister smile&lt;br /&gt;Making to chill&lt;br /&gt;Poor helpless Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see I see&lt;br /&gt;You are as you say&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel&lt;br /&gt;Oh so less&lt;br /&gt;Though I must confess&lt;br /&gt;I was not much else&lt;br /&gt;Before the changing done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah even if you were&lt;br /&gt;Something more before&lt;br /&gt;You'd still but be&lt;br /&gt;An easy beat for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well who's to say&lt;br /&gt;We need us fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm just returned&lt;br /&gt;Because I've just come me back&lt;br /&gt;As I was sick for home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-4381341874202618506?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/4381341874202618506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Woe He Cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe he cries&lt;br /&gt;The long since gone&lt;br /&gt;Who by his leaving&lt;br /&gt;No matter how&lt;br /&gt;Or even why he did&lt;br /&gt;Loses his right&lt;br /&gt;To begrudge the changes&lt;br /&gt;So well made since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call these good&lt;br /&gt;When they are naught but bad&lt;br /&gt;And would so sicken&lt;br /&gt;The Elders of the Old&lt;br /&gt;If still they were&lt;br /&gt;Oh drawing breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now come you out&lt;br /&gt;To speak to me&lt;br /&gt;For no matter what you think&lt;br /&gt;Of me myself&lt;br /&gt;Still I have the right&lt;br /&gt;To face you face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best be careful fool&lt;br /&gt;What wish you for&lt;br /&gt;And how you speak&lt;br /&gt;For oh easily&lt;br /&gt;Would you fall&lt;br /&gt;To anyone here&lt;br /&gt;As your cries of woe&lt;br /&gt;Speak of the weak&lt;br /&gt;We've since left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet who's speaking from&lt;br /&gt;His unseen place&lt;br /&gt;Whilst thinking to lecture me&lt;br /&gt;On all things past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems to be&lt;br /&gt;You should come you out&lt;br /&gt;Or those who listen likely&lt;br /&gt;Will come to think them poor&lt;br /&gt;Of you so boldly hidden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-5701589475733555314?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/5701589475733555314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Like Why So Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like why so red&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't help but see&lt;br /&gt;As everywhere he looked&lt;br /&gt;It was shades of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurt his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Almost as much&lt;br /&gt;As it hurt his soul&lt;br /&gt;For the beauty of&lt;br /&gt;That good Purpleness&lt;br /&gt;Could not be denied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor could he not&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the buildings&lt;br /&gt;That had sprung them up&lt;br /&gt;In the sacred places&lt;br /&gt;That never he thought&lt;br /&gt;Would so be spoiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there they were&lt;br /&gt;Dozens so ugly&lt;br /&gt;It almost made him cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so awful now&lt;br /&gt;This was purest beauty&lt;br /&gt;When last I stood me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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again&lt;br /&gt;To let his anger out&lt;br /&gt;He felt too sick&lt;br /&gt;And collapsed easily&lt;br /&gt;Upon the cold hard dirt&lt;br /&gt;Of home fair home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that is what&lt;br /&gt;It once had been&lt;br /&gt;But now&lt;br /&gt;No now so much&lt;br /&gt;Was it at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye Vryth had changed&lt;br /&gt;Since last he trod&lt;br /&gt;Her sweet purpleness&lt;br /&gt;And something else become&lt;br /&gt;That made him sad&lt;br /&gt;In his soul's own depths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-1581270609696963460?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/1581270609696963460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;I maybe should&lt;br /&gt;Make me use of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which may be the plan&lt;br /&gt;Of Kaeina herself&lt;br /&gt;Though that meaneth not&lt;br /&gt;That that is bad&lt;br /&gt;It just gives me pause&lt;br /&gt;To think of which is best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do&lt;br /&gt;Wait for her&lt;br /&gt;When that screams wrong&lt;br /&gt;Or face my fear&lt;br /&gt;And venture forth alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-4379173329601379194?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/4379173329601379194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>But She Was Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh silently&lt;br /&gt;And it was all that he could do&lt;br /&gt;To not scream aloud&lt;br /&gt;As he felt him so&lt;br /&gt;Crushed in his sense&lt;br /&gt;Of damned disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kaeina&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave&lt;br /&gt;As leave you did&lt;br /&gt;For surely you could have stayed&lt;br /&gt;To talk to me more&lt;br /&gt;Rather than fade you away&lt;br /&gt;Like a ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus to his knees&lt;br /&gt;He fell he fell&lt;br /&gt;Tearing up&lt;br /&gt;And regretting his haste&lt;br /&gt;In turning away&lt;br /&gt;From his old life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the done was done&lt;br /&gt;And he could not pop back in&lt;br /&gt;With lovely Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Until she came and called to him&lt;br /&gt;That they would go&lt;br /&gt;And return them back&lt;br /&gt;To the world home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-191171427645998650?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/191171427645998650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/191171427645998650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/191171427645998650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_20.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles 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yes indeed&lt;br /&gt;I have this need to speak to you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he left her easily&lt;br /&gt;And paced outside her room&lt;br /&gt;Anxious for her to call him in&lt;br /&gt;So they could speak&lt;br /&gt;As was his need to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the minutes stacked&lt;br /&gt;One atop the other&lt;br /&gt;The pit of his stomach&lt;br /&gt;Felt like bad&lt;br /&gt;And he feared a lie&lt;br /&gt;Was what she had told to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaeina say not so&lt;br /&gt;That you lied to me&lt;br /&gt;For cruel a thing&lt;br /&gt;That would so be&lt;br /&gt;When you know&lt;br /&gt;That more I needed&lt;br /&gt;To speak more to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-6859806404302501246?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-3731634139614794993</id><published>2009-04-18T22:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:28:42.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>No It Is Not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it is not&lt;br /&gt;And never was&lt;br /&gt;Though a one of us&lt;br /&gt;Once thought it a good&lt;br /&gt;That we be together&lt;br /&gt;As I recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough&lt;br /&gt;But I was younger then&lt;br /&gt;And saw in you&lt;br /&gt;Something that wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sweeter too you were&lt;br /&gt;Not a thing&lt;br /&gt;I'd say of you now&lt;br /&gt;But so so be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes whatever you say&lt;br /&gt;Will you go you now&lt;br /&gt;So I might change&lt;br /&gt;To go to do&lt;br /&gt;What must be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will step outside&lt;br /&gt;So you may change&lt;br /&gt;For your secret purpose&lt;br /&gt;But nay not far&lt;br /&gt;Will shall I go&lt;br /&gt;As we are yet as done&lt;br /&gt;Before you leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-3731634139614794993?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/3731634139614794993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/3731634139614794993'/><link 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now to do&lt;br /&gt;When the journey back alone&lt;br /&gt;Is surely frought&lt;br /&gt;With peril for me&lt;br /&gt;When yet I have&lt;br /&gt;The power I had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have your answer&lt;br /&gt;Don't you don't you&lt;br /&gt;For what good would it do&lt;br /&gt;To so be lost&lt;br /&gt;When patience would allow for you&lt;br /&gt;A safe return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before you protest&lt;br /&gt;But now I want&lt;br /&gt;And am so ready&lt;br /&gt;I go me to gain for us&lt;br /&gt;Help for the cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how so long&lt;br /&gt;Will this it take&lt;br /&gt;And can I be of help&lt;br /&gt;To speed it along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you can't&lt;br /&gt;This is mine own task&lt;br /&gt;And you would only get in the way&lt;br /&gt;If I even wanted you&lt;br /&gt;At my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus if that is so&lt;br /&gt;Then what are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;When time is surely not&lt;br /&gt;With us with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must change&lt;br /&gt;And I will not do me that&lt;br /&gt;With you here&lt;br /&gt;For that is not our what&lt;br /&gt;Now is it is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-7919254364883823309?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/7919254364883823309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/7919254364883823309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/7919254364883823309'/><link rel='alternate' 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needs be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care not how it is&lt;br /&gt;In your own memory&lt;br /&gt;For yours is surely faulty&lt;br /&gt;With all the years&lt;br /&gt;You've spent you here&lt;br /&gt;On this backwards world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they are different&lt;br /&gt;Than us for sure&lt;br /&gt;But difference does not mean&lt;br /&gt;Wrong so bad&lt;br /&gt;Just different they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine whatever&lt;br /&gt;As they would say&lt;br /&gt;You'll just have to wait&lt;br /&gt;Or return alone&lt;br /&gt;For I have things to do&lt;br /&gt;That serve the greater good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That too is wrong&lt;br /&gt;As I remember it&lt;br /&gt;As you said we would return&lt;br /&gt;Us two together&lt;br /&gt;Which is only fair&lt;br /&gt;As the years have passed&lt;br /&gt;And I am uncertain&lt;br /&gt;How best alone to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity then for you&lt;br /&gt;Because my task is&lt;br /&gt;Of more import than yours&lt;br /&gt;So wait you here&lt;br /&gt;In your good silence&lt;br /&gt;Or risk you losing yourself&lt;br /&gt;By returning alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-6154620626102600508?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/6154620626102600508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/6154620626102600508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/6154620626102600508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_16.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-8139313152840476</id><published>2009-04-15T20:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:00:05.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Let Us Go Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us go now&lt;br /&gt;For I have done&lt;br /&gt;All I needed do&lt;br /&gt;To be ready to leave with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry that you did&lt;br /&gt;As did you done&lt;br /&gt;When now I am ready not&lt;br /&gt;And won't so be&lt;br /&gt;For days at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No say that not to me&lt;br /&gt;For I am ready as can be&lt;br /&gt;And have already given up&lt;br /&gt;The life I had me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can I say&lt;br /&gt;But sorry you have to wait&lt;br /&gt;Until I am ready myself&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to take you back&lt;br /&gt;For surely you do not want&lt;br /&gt;To go on ahead alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why did you come to me&lt;br /&gt;When we both knew&lt;br /&gt;That such was the sign&lt;br /&gt;For me to leave&lt;br /&gt;This here life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only if I came to you&lt;br /&gt;And not like how&lt;br /&gt;It happened then&lt;br /&gt;Where we so chanced upon&lt;br /&gt;The other each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-8139313152840476?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/8139313152840476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/8139313152840476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/8139313152840476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_15.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-8247732420522146761</id><published>2009-04-14T15:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:40:30.727-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>But Alex Leaving Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Alex leaving then&lt;br /&gt;Gave Mark no reason&lt;br /&gt;To further defend himself&lt;br /&gt;Against the accusation&lt;br /&gt;Of his wanting Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Despite the reasons all&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though that didn't mean&lt;br /&gt;That the ripples left behind&lt;br /&gt;By his passing through&lt;br /&gt;Weren't long to effect&lt;br /&gt;The two he most&lt;br /&gt;Had so touched&lt;br /&gt;With his leaving thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like poor innocent Mark&lt;br /&gt;Soured on a day&lt;br /&gt;He needed the happy focus&lt;br /&gt;He'd expected to have&lt;br /&gt;Following such a good restful sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or for his boss&lt;br /&gt;Who'd long relied on him&lt;br /&gt;And was totally caught off guard&lt;br /&gt;By this sudden quitting&lt;br /&gt;As soon to busy so it'd be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lest we forget&lt;br /&gt;His lady herself&lt;br /&gt;Hurt most of all&lt;br /&gt;As she'd thought them soon&lt;br /&gt;Or not too after long&lt;br /&gt;To be the marrying kind&lt;br /&gt;Before he'd said his gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all of them were&lt;br /&gt;Hurt by him&lt;br /&gt;Not deserving of this&lt;br /&gt;But he swore up and down&lt;br /&gt;It was he had to do&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't them&lt;br /&gt;And was him alone to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-8247732420522146761?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/8247732420522146761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/8247732420522146761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/8247732420522146761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_14.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-1967316237776135780</id><published>2009-04-13T09:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:20:58.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Oh What Say I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what say I&lt;br /&gt;Well though you married be&lt;br /&gt;You clearly came to feel&lt;br /&gt;Something for my lady&lt;br /&gt;Which I nay not liked&lt;br /&gt;So I would have come&lt;br /&gt;To tell you no&lt;br /&gt;She's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;Maybe never to return&lt;br /&gt;Thus I say to you&lt;br /&gt;Do as you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my wife&lt;br /&gt;And have no eyes&lt;br /&gt;For any other&lt;br /&gt;And would think that Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Would take offence&lt;br /&gt;That you suggested&lt;br /&gt;She wanted me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever so it is&lt;br /&gt;You say here now&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving far away&lt;br /&gt;So it matters not I say&lt;br /&gt;When I don't think&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you are leaving&lt;br /&gt;The woman you love&lt;br /&gt;And you come to me&lt;br /&gt;The man you think&lt;br /&gt;Is wanting her&lt;br /&gt;To tell him this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you just daft&lt;br /&gt;Or are you sick&lt;br /&gt;Either way&lt;br /&gt;You're a fool today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no other choice&lt;br /&gt;My life is leading me&lt;br /&gt;On another path&lt;br /&gt;So I go for reason's best&lt;br /&gt;Something that you should think you of&lt;br /&gt;When you decide&lt;br /&gt;Between your wife you love&lt;br /&gt;And Lisa who you long you for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-1967316237776135780?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/1967316237776135780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/1967316237776135780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/1967316237776135780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_13.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-7612663452831664288</id><published>2009-04-12T07:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:02:18.253-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Well I Must Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must say&lt;br /&gt;What an odd turn of day&lt;br /&gt;For I had no thought&lt;br /&gt;That Alex I'd see&lt;br /&gt;But send send him in&lt;br /&gt;And hold all my calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll see you now Alex sir&lt;br /&gt;So go you in&lt;br /&gt;And by the by&lt;br /&gt;May you find&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;You're searching for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks for that&lt;br /&gt;For success in this grave task&lt;br /&gt;Is of much import&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he fixed her with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Realizing quite too late&lt;br /&gt;That she already had&lt;br /&gt;Returned to working&lt;br /&gt;Which was just as well&lt;br /&gt;As it was almost time&lt;br /&gt;To hurry hurry hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Alex I must ask&lt;br /&gt;What brings you here&lt;br /&gt;To speak to me&lt;br /&gt;When I can see no reason&lt;br /&gt;That would cause you so to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou doth protest too much&lt;br /&gt;You've come to seek too close&lt;br /&gt;To Lisa my lady&lt;br /&gt;That I was bound to come along&lt;br /&gt;Or was before&lt;br /&gt;I came to leave away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what and what&lt;br /&gt;I've come to close to her&lt;br /&gt;And you leave away you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;And would like enough&lt;br /&gt;A proper explaining&lt;br /&gt;Of what you mean to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-7612663452831664288?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/7612663452831664288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/7612663452831664288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/7612663452831664288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_12.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-748365864131478384</id><published>2009-04-11T10:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:43:26.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Then Sit You Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sit you please&lt;br /&gt;I'll make the call&lt;br /&gt;And he'll be with you when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course indeed&lt;br /&gt;I know I come disturbing&lt;br /&gt;With no prior notice&lt;br /&gt;So it's to be expected&lt;br /&gt;That I would need to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Janie smiled with a look&lt;br /&gt;You know the kind&lt;br /&gt;Where one suffers the fool&lt;br /&gt;With nervousness&lt;br /&gt;Afraid if else&lt;br /&gt;That bad might come about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no need to fear&lt;br /&gt;My being here&lt;br /&gt;I shan't be long&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;Not to return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why say you that&lt;br /&gt;Who said I feared&lt;br /&gt;Or anything of the like&lt;br /&gt;I simply said&lt;br /&gt;Please to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes speak volumes&lt;br /&gt;Miss Janie Pottsly&lt;br /&gt;But it's quite alright&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm getting strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught then there&lt;br /&gt;She looked away&lt;br /&gt;Then buzzed at Mark&lt;br /&gt;That Alex was there for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-748365864131478384?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/748365864131478384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/748365864131478384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/748365864131478384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_11.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-5491747489605421975</id><published>2009-04-10T23:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:12:02.212-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>I Would Speak To Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would speak to Mark&lt;br /&gt;If he isn't too busy&lt;br /&gt;For I don't quite wish&lt;br /&gt;To pull him from his work&lt;br /&gt;Despite the high import&lt;br /&gt;Of what I must say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she but stared at him&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;How to respond&lt;br /&gt;As Alex but looked to her&lt;br /&gt;Some passing strange&lt;br /&gt;The way he spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes you wish to speak&lt;br /&gt;For if it is as such&lt;br /&gt;Of high import indeed&lt;br /&gt;He won't so mind&lt;br /&gt;Being pulled from work&lt;br /&gt;Because he's just that kind of man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yes indeed I do&lt;br /&gt;Pull him away&lt;br /&gt;From his good work&lt;br /&gt;As yes I must speak to him&lt;br /&gt;Before I go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are who&lt;br /&gt;Or is it such a matter&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my need to know&lt;br /&gt;That I should merely say&lt;br /&gt;Mark please come you here&lt;br /&gt;A man must see you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need of that&lt;br /&gt;Tell him it is Alex&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that's name enough&lt;br /&gt;To get him to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-1944452602695931658</id><published>2009-04-09T21:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:56:42.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Yes Indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed I'll go&lt;br /&gt;As I've another to see&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave&lt;br /&gt;For other places&lt;br /&gt;Far from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said&lt;br /&gt;I have work to do&lt;br /&gt;So since you've said&lt;br /&gt;What you had to say&lt;br /&gt;Do go on about your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that there done&lt;br /&gt;Michael focused on his work&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that was the end&lt;br /&gt;Of Alex's strange good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I will&lt;br /&gt;It's just not so easy&lt;br /&gt;To turn my back&lt;br /&gt;On all I've known&lt;br /&gt;These last few years&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me if&lt;br /&gt;I longer stay&lt;br /&gt;Than so I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sigh was his sole reply&lt;br /&gt;And a rubbing of his head&lt;br /&gt;In evident anger&lt;br /&gt;That threatened to burst from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now I have&lt;br /&gt;When you're about to yell&lt;br /&gt;So save your breath&lt;br /&gt;I really am going now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-1944452602695931658?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/1944452602695931658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-7916689327387793387</id><published>2009-04-08T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:38:19.218-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>That's Really Too Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really too bad&lt;br /&gt;You choose to leave like this&lt;br /&gt;Especially since&lt;br /&gt;I was soon to offer you&lt;br /&gt;That promotion&lt;br /&gt;You've long deserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa said the same&lt;br /&gt;But this I must do&lt;br /&gt;Is more important]&lt;br /&gt;Than anything else&lt;br /&gt;That I have done&lt;br /&gt;In many a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're leaving her too&lt;br /&gt;And not just me&lt;br /&gt;As it were&lt;br /&gt;I'd not have thought it so&lt;br /&gt;As the two of you seemed to be&lt;br /&gt;Destined for the ever together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the same myself&lt;br /&gt;But life it has for me&lt;br /&gt;Some other plan&lt;br /&gt;That I can't but help&lt;br /&gt;And see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck I guess&lt;br /&gt;But I won't but shake your hand&lt;br /&gt;As you are leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Too sudden like&lt;br /&gt;And this is taking much&lt;br /&gt;For me to civilly be&lt;br /&gt;As I am now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand your anger&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't even try&lt;br /&gt;To deny you yours&lt;br /&gt;But you must know&lt;br /&gt;This is simply what&lt;br /&gt;Just has to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it then&lt;br /&gt;You've told me you're gone&lt;br /&gt;So live up to that&lt;br /&gt;And please to go&lt;br /&gt;I've real work to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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office&lt;br /&gt;And get back to work&lt;br /&gt;For you are one&lt;br /&gt;I do rely upon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I must say&lt;br /&gt;That I have to leave&lt;br /&gt;And not return&lt;br /&gt;For many a year&lt;br /&gt;If ever at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael paused again&lt;br /&gt;And stood himself up&lt;br /&gt;No trace of a smile&lt;br /&gt;Upon his face&lt;br /&gt;As he firmly set his hands&lt;br /&gt;On Alex's shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You heard me not&lt;br /&gt;But this is not the time&lt;br /&gt;For any such foolishness&lt;br /&gt;So go you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget&lt;br /&gt;You came and spoke you thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gone alas&lt;br /&gt;I merely came&lt;br /&gt;To tell you I have to quit&lt;br /&gt;My goodest best job&lt;br /&gt;That ever I was lucky have&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you won't so think&lt;br /&gt;So poor of me&lt;br /&gt;In the years to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he offered him his hand&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a shake&lt;br /&gt;As ever had they worked&lt;br /&gt;So well together&lt;br /&gt;He hoped it could end&lt;br /&gt;On a passing good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-9145109753262502348?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/9145109753262502348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/9145109753262502348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/9145109753262502348'/><link rel='alternate' 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of&lt;br /&gt;So much stuff of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the bitter defense&lt;br /&gt;That makes sad sense&lt;br /&gt;For yes my sudden ending&lt;br /&gt;When happiness was&lt;br /&gt;That what we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've tarried long enough&lt;br /&gt;I'll go me now&lt;br /&gt;And let you do whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where exactly&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to&lt;br /&gt;And does this mean&lt;br /&gt;You will quit your job&lt;br /&gt;When you were in line&lt;br /&gt;For a promotion soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it does&lt;br /&gt;I need do that&lt;br /&gt;For when I might return&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes  you are right&lt;br /&gt;To shake your head at me&lt;br /&gt;For this quitting I must do&lt;br /&gt;Of that good job&lt;br /&gt;As it was indeed&lt;br /&gt;The best I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least it isn't just me&lt;br /&gt;That you are forsaking&lt;br /&gt;Though cold will be comfort&lt;br /&gt;When memories of better days&lt;br /&gt;Flood my heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forsaking isn't the word&lt;br /&gt;That I would use&lt;br /&gt;But sense it makes&lt;br /&gt;From where you stand&lt;br /&gt;So I simply take it&lt;br /&gt;And leave you with&lt;br /&gt;A sorry that this is how&lt;br /&gt;It ended for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that he left&lt;br /&gt;His words were done&lt;br /&gt;And as he said&lt;br /&gt;He had tarried long enough&lt;br /&gt;And had to go him forth&lt;br /&gt;Upon his elsewhere path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the solid storytelling continues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, who am I writing for when ain't no one following me as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I continue writing this cool poetry story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-7007109183358914740?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/7007109183358914740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/7007109183358914740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/7007109183358914740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_06.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-1864472180471148882</id><published>2009-04-05T13:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:23:22.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Yet You Remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you remain&lt;br /&gt;When a hurrying you must do&lt;br /&gt;By your own words&lt;br /&gt;So go damn you go&lt;br /&gt;Before I lash me out&lt;br /&gt;Further than I have&lt;br /&gt;Lest you truly mean&lt;br /&gt;To hurt me worse&lt;br /&gt;By hanging about&lt;br /&gt;When me you no longer want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alex but looked at her&lt;br /&gt;Knowing he had said&lt;br /&gt;Though he wanted to stay&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't no longer&lt;br /&gt;Nor could he take her with&lt;br /&gt;For the danger he faced&lt;br /&gt;Was his to face alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he shook his head&lt;br /&gt;And wiped a tear away&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving to pack&lt;br /&gt;What little he could take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus ready he was to leave&lt;br /&gt;In the ticking of ten&lt;br /&gt;Aided of course&lt;br /&gt;By the fact he'd readied some before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no you aren't but leaving me&lt;br /&gt;With much too much of yours&lt;br /&gt;Like anything&lt;br /&gt;If you really must know&lt;br /&gt;For your leaving is&lt;br /&gt;A hard hard blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then do as you will&lt;br /&gt;For what I leave behind&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take with me&lt;br /&gt;And though I dearly wish&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't just pitch it out&lt;br /&gt;I can see your reasons&lt;br /&gt;For doing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, no real struggles in advancing this story since I moved it over here. And that is a good for this story has a long way to go before it is finished. Especially since I am writing it with no plan in place, I'm just writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What think you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-1864472180471148882?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/1864472180471148882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/1864472180471148882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/1864472180471148882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;So badly thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quite quite right&lt;br /&gt;Though I did soften&lt;br /&gt;To think I'd smile&lt;br /&gt;And give you a hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;When you're leaving me with&lt;br /&gt;No good reason&lt;br /&gt;Is utter foolishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I am&lt;br /&gt;As I have to go now&lt;br /&gt;For the challenges ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;Are such hard ones&lt;br /&gt;That I must face them alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine whatever&lt;br /&gt;Speak like the mysterious hero&lt;br /&gt;I guess you wish you were&lt;br /&gt;Though you haven't read those books&lt;br /&gt;In many a year&lt;br /&gt;Just don't delay&lt;br /&gt;Your leaving now&lt;br /&gt;For that will only make it worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my hurrying suits us both&lt;br /&gt;And having hurt you this bad&lt;br /&gt;I've no wish to worsen it&lt;br /&gt;With a parting long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-5562358880578134491</id><published>2009-04-03T22:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:14:55.633-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Then Go Be Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go be happy&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you intend to go&lt;br /&gt;For clearly you can't be that&lt;br /&gt;With my myself&lt;br /&gt;And what kind of lover would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I some someway&lt;br /&gt;I could keep you here&lt;br /&gt;When here you wanted not to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're shocked surprised&lt;br /&gt;So not angry am I that&lt;br /&gt;You're not listening to me&lt;br /&gt;For here I would stay indeed&lt;br /&gt;If still I had the choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'd be funny if&lt;br /&gt;It held a sliver of the truth&lt;br /&gt;But who are you&lt;br /&gt;And what have you done&lt;br /&gt;To be so swept you up&lt;br /&gt;In some such like&lt;br /&gt;That would take you somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'd tell you if I could&lt;br /&gt;This what of mine&lt;br /&gt;As to leave with the hope&lt;br /&gt;However faint unlikely&lt;br /&gt;To come on back to you&lt;br /&gt;Would ease my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't I can't&lt;br /&gt;And understand&lt;br /&gt;Even if you dared believe&lt;br /&gt;It would be so unfair&lt;br /&gt;To ask you chere&lt;br /&gt;So I'll simply leave you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not before a hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;Let us close with this&lt;br /&gt;A taste of good&lt;br /&gt;To see me through the bad&lt;br /&gt;That's about to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she softened for a second&lt;br /&gt;So he closed in&lt;br /&gt;Only to be rebuffed&lt;br /&gt;As she slapped him hard across the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice called me quieter on part five here, the first part written since I brought Paikin's Song over from Yahoo 360, hopefully not a sign of a dreaded story progressing slowdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-5562358880578134491?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/5562358880578134491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Oh You Must Be Ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you must be ill&lt;br /&gt;Such a sudden change&lt;br /&gt;From your good path&lt;br /&gt;To one so daft&lt;br /&gt;This really isn't no normal doings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would make it simple&lt;br /&gt;I do suppose&lt;br /&gt;If sick I was&lt;br /&gt;But I assure you&lt;br /&gt;I am anything but sick&lt;br /&gt;And am in fact&lt;br /&gt;Feeling better than&lt;br /&gt;I have a right to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it drugs you took&lt;br /&gt;Say not no&lt;br /&gt;You ever said&lt;br /&gt;You'd sooner be dead&lt;br /&gt;Than to take to drugs&lt;br /&gt;Of that illicit kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's changed in that regard&lt;br /&gt;I've not taken any drugs&lt;br /&gt;So neither sick or unduly influenced&lt;br /&gt;Am I myself&lt;br /&gt;Which only leaves the truth&lt;br /&gt;I saw a need for change&lt;br /&gt;And this is the first of my necessary steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lisa but looked at him&lt;br /&gt;Mouth agape&lt;br /&gt;Knowing nothing more&lt;br /&gt;There was for her to say&lt;br /&gt;His mind was up and made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here tomorrow, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Saturday. That's fine, there will just be more for you to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally Attempted to post at yahoo 360/April 02, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-939104161929298310?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/939104161929298310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/939104161929298310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/939104161929298310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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no other choice&lt;br /&gt;Than to leave you in my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt Mark&lt;br /&gt;Will cheer to this&lt;br /&gt;Not that you so ever&lt;br /&gt;Encouraged him&lt;br /&gt;'Tis just we know us both&lt;br /&gt;Even if we never spoke of it&lt;br /&gt;That he wants you bad&lt;br /&gt;And always has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Alex&lt;br /&gt;We never not spoke of it&lt;br /&gt;Because never was the need&lt;br /&gt;As his wanting me&lt;br /&gt;Has only ever been&lt;br /&gt;In your own fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you say&lt;br /&gt;He but married his wife&lt;br /&gt;Much beloved I might&lt;br /&gt;To keep from being alone&lt;br /&gt;Because he could not have me&lt;br /&gt;His most ardent want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed I would&lt;br /&gt;He only chose her&lt;br /&gt;After we were together&lt;br /&gt;For far too long&lt;br /&gt;For him to steal you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really is absurd&lt;br /&gt;They only met then&lt;br /&gt;So how could they be&lt;br /&gt;Before it was you and me&lt;br /&gt;As for the length&lt;br /&gt;You so described&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless he met her before&lt;br /&gt;And left it to be&lt;br /&gt;The case of things&lt;br /&gt;When so it wasn't&lt;br /&gt;The case at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back tomorrow for part IV of Paikin's Song wherein...well, that would be telling now wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would also require me knowing just what was next, because I won't know until I sit in front of the screen and type part IV tomorrow, because there isn't a roadmap for this story, it's completely on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally posted at yahoo 360/April 01, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-4719577861115112934?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/4719577861115112934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song-part-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/4719577861115112934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/4719577861115112934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song-part-iii.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-618316076674437989</id><published>2009-04-02T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:51:10.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>Yet What Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet what good&lt;br /&gt;Was alone to you&lt;br /&gt;Alex my dear&lt;br /&gt;When before the us&lt;br /&gt;You were lesser much&lt;br /&gt;And can only be&lt;br /&gt;The same again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While yes I was&lt;br /&gt;As so you say&lt;br /&gt;Those years before&lt;br /&gt;And couldn't have had&lt;br /&gt;The good I did&lt;br /&gt;Since we met became&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the same man now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Alex fool&lt;br /&gt;How say you this&lt;br /&gt;When I but go away myself&lt;br /&gt;On my weekends rare&lt;br /&gt;You slip fallback&lt;br /&gt;To your slack sad past&lt;br /&gt;And but hastily clean before&lt;br /&gt;I so return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt Mark&lt;br /&gt;Is the teller of this&lt;br /&gt;Still jealous some&lt;br /&gt;That I won the award&lt;br /&gt;That we both sought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I need him&lt;br /&gt;To say what's clear to see&lt;br /&gt;Such a foolish thing to say&lt;br /&gt;When you must have known&lt;br /&gt;I knew how you spent those whens&lt;br /&gt;And only kept my silence&lt;br /&gt;Because I thought it mostly harmless&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm about enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep you from your weakest ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well needn't I a mother&lt;br /&gt;Though not about that is this&lt;br /&gt;I just must elsewhere go&lt;br /&gt;And must call an end&lt;br /&gt;To what I never thought&lt;br /&gt;Would see its ending&lt;br /&gt;Before my death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me I guess&lt;br /&gt;That not we married&lt;br /&gt;Or had us children&lt;br /&gt;For more a louse you would so be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You anger notwithstanding&lt;br /&gt;That same old wish&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed the luck&lt;br /&gt;That naught we did&lt;br /&gt;For then I'd feel bad&lt;br /&gt;About this must I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have too many poetry stories on the go, most not more than too few, having only completed one at Tuesday 42(Of 36), less than halfway through finishing the second and already having begun another on my palm, this is a poetry story that I could "do without" as it adds to the "burden".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, Badam!!! It's off to a great start and I had me the thought that maybe just maybe, I'd come here to visit more than four times a month to progress the story along faster, no doubt something that would serve me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, something to consider for sure, as melodramatic doesn't need to become my most blog counted posting site this year or any year, though it is still some likely to do that this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally posted at yahoo 360/March 28, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-618316076674437989?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/618316076674437989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/618316076674437989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/618316076674437989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/paikins-song-part-ii.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369998669997479433.post-6614821142612198610</id><published>2009-04-02T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:49:47.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paikin&apos;s song'/><title type='text'>Paikin's Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Naked's Last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why must it be&lt;br /&gt;This sad way&lt;br /&gt;When we are so close&lt;br /&gt;And happily enjoy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye that was truth enough&lt;br /&gt;These past few years&lt;br /&gt;But changes are afoot&lt;br /&gt;And they call for me&lt;br /&gt;To do this done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you mustn't love me now&lt;br /&gt;And likely never have&lt;br /&gt;Or else you'd take me with&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you intend to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au contraire&lt;br /&gt;You are my chere&lt;br /&gt;And I love you yes&lt;br /&gt;And ever will&lt;br /&gt;Which is so why&lt;br /&gt;I must leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh such bull you speak&lt;br /&gt;You think me stupid weak&lt;br /&gt;You've but distant been&lt;br /&gt;Since that lady strange&lt;br /&gt;Did bawl you out&lt;br /&gt;Late Sunday past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's isn't what you think&lt;br /&gt;There is no she and I&lt;br /&gt;But yes she is the one&lt;br /&gt;Who made me aware&lt;br /&gt;Of why I must leave&lt;br /&gt;And never not again&lt;br /&gt;Lie with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet some bleak how&lt;br /&gt;She'll say to lie with her&lt;br /&gt;And having need of that&lt;br /&gt;You'll happily oblige her so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth she said&lt;br /&gt;That never no more at all&lt;br /&gt;As naked thus&lt;br /&gt;Must be my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go be away&lt;br /&gt;You wrecked my day&lt;br /&gt;Not so much for leaving now&lt;br /&gt;Though that is harsh&lt;br /&gt;More so because&lt;br /&gt;You left like a louse&lt;br /&gt;And lied to me&lt;br /&gt;About the why of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it'd be hard&lt;br /&gt;And anger would you have&lt;br /&gt;But this is for the best of you&lt;br /&gt;And I love you enough&lt;br /&gt;To bear this pain&lt;br /&gt;On my shoulders alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Petrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is yet another story poem, but one I will not slip into Tuesday 42, for there are already 35 poetry stories on the go there and that is far too many. But damn, this is a start deserving of Tuesday 42 attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse my lack of poetry story discipline in the first twelve issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there are always other poetry vehicles I can build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next when.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Originally posted at yahoo 360/March 19, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7369998669997479433-6614821142612198610?l=tuesdaylake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/feeds/6614821142612198610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-march-28-2009-paikins-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/6614821142612198610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7369998669997479433/posts/default/6614821142612198610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdaylake.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-march-28-2009-paikins-song.html' title='Paikin&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Charles Petrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08552021472390477368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pYRAkNK9EaY/R-2zRhixOpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_nlIJqVNXc/S220/Photo_041606_005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
