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100,000 hits for "Teacher ... ¿qué hacemos hoy?" Contest

From the blog "Teacher ... ¿qué hacemos hoy?" Laura wants to share his joy with us! I said that many visitors have come from this blog. So I published his famous label.

Ipad Watch South Park

The

My eyes open! Take me
to sea,
to see if I fall asleep!

While they are away, have not

closing my eyes open.

weep memories

to make a sea of \u200b\u200btears and desire.

A sea without consolation,
to me to carry
the eternal vigilance.

mimic No kisses, no sweet
sing
the wave and wind.

The wave and wind!
Take me to the sea,
to see if I fall asleep!

Juan Ramón Jiménez

Paco Damas

Ipad Watch South Park

The

My eyes open! Take me
to sea,
to see if I fall asleep!

While they are away, have not

closing my eyes open.

weep memories

to make a sea of \u200b\u200btears and desire.

A sea without consolation,
to me to carry
the eternal vigilance.

mimic No kisses, no sweet
sing
the wave and wind.

The wave and wind!
Take me to the sea,
to see if I fall asleep!

Juan Ramón Jiménez

Paco Damas

Does Alcohol Postpone Period?

revealed the woman lying

see you naked is to recall the Earth. Earth
smooth, clean horses.
Earth without a cane, pure
closed to the future: a silver border.

see you naked is to understand the anxiety of rain
looking weak
size or fever
face immense sea without finding the light of his cheek.

Blood
sound for the bedrooms and come with sword gleaming,
but you do not know where they hide
the heart of the toad or violet.

Your belly is a real struggle,
your lips a dawn without boundary, the roses
warm the bed waiting
the dead regime shift.

Federico García Lorca

Carlos Cano and Santiago Auserón

Does Alcohol Postpone Period?

revealed the woman lying

see you naked is to recall the Earth. Earth
smooth, clean horses.
Earth without a cane, pure
closed to the future: a silver border.

see you naked is to understand the anxiety of rain
looking weak
size or fever
face immense sea without finding the light of his cheek.

Blood
sound for the bedrooms and come with sword gleaming,
but you do not know where they hide
the heart of the toad or violet.

Your belly is a real struggle,
your lips a dawn without boundary, the roses
warm the bed waiting
the dead regime shift.

Federico García Lorca

Carlos Cano and Santiago Auserón

Putting Olive Oil On Clippers

Sonnet of the wreath of roses

That wreath! Pronto! I'm dying! Weave
fast! Cantal moans! Sing! That
shadow obscures the throat
me again and again and a thousand light comes January.

Between what I want and I love you, stars
air plant and shake bush anemone

with dark groan rose a year.

Enjoy the fresh landscape of my wound, reeds and streams bankruptcy
delicate thigh
honey baby in bloodshed.

But soon! That united, connected,
broken mouth bite and soul love, time will find
destroyed.

Federico García Lorca

Amancio Prada

Putting Olive Oil On Clippers

Sonnet of the wreath of roses

That wreath! Pronto! I'm dying! Weave
fast! Cantal moans! Sing! That
shadow obscures the throat
me again and again and a thousand light comes January.

Between what I want and I love you, stars
air plant and shake bush anemone

with dark groan rose a year.

Enjoy the fresh landscape of my wound, reeds and streams bankruptcy
delicate thigh
honey baby in bloodshed.

But soon! That united, connected,
broken mouth bite and soul love, time will find
destroyed.

Federico García Lorca

Amancio Prada

Memorial Program Wording

May Romancillo

finally brought spring green

bindweed and basil at the entrance to the village
and window sills. Seeing

come
tapes have been love guitars, love, jealousy
pegs, string ties
anger, impatient whinny

and get out of a serenade.


In temperate stables where love smells like straw, manure and honest
to milk, there is a sound

cows who fall in love alone and alone
cud roar.

...

The goat hair change, change
sheep wool, changes color

wolf and the grass roots.


are other intentions and
are other words on the forehead and tongue
early youth.

... Van

asses
sigh stoutly for the donkeys.
With moon and birds,
nights are pure clear glass
evening of pure green, pure
blue, emerald
pure silver, aurora
look of pure white and the mornings are

of pure honey pure gold. Campea

May
love love round folds,
stables and shepherds round, round
doors, round beds, round
girls in the dance
and skirts round air ...

Miguel Hernandez Joan Manuel Serrat

Memorial Program Wording

May Romancillo

finally brought spring green

bindweed and basil at the entrance to the village
and window sills. Seeing

come
tapes have been love guitars, love, jealousy
pegs, string ties
anger, impatient whinny

and get out of a serenade.


In temperate stables where love smells like straw, manure and honest
to milk, there is a sound

cows who fall in love alone and alone
cud roar.

...

The goat hair change, change
sheep wool, changes color

wolf and the grass roots.


are other intentions and
are other words on the forehead and tongue
early youth.

... Van

asses
sigh stoutly for the donkeys.
With moon and birds,
nights are pure clear glass
evening of pure green, pure
blue, emerald
pure silver, aurora
look of pure white and the mornings are

of pure honey pure gold. Campea

May
love love round folds,
stables and shepherds round, round
doors, round beds, round
girls in the dance
and skirts round air ...

Miguel Hernandez Joan Manuel Serrat

Best Rock Love Song Of The 80's

youth anthem


Why have you come now,
youth
cheeky charm of life?
What brings you to the beach? We were quiet

older and you come to hurt us, reliving the most fearsome
impossible dreams, you come to dig
imaginations.

emerged from the waves,
all glitter, glow, pure feeling and undulations of animal
latent

you advance to the edge with tiny rosy breasts, buttocks
with malicious as well as smiles, Slender goddess
thick ankles, and the suggestion

(so properly you)
belly
giving way to the birth of the thighs, delicate beauty,
accurate and indecisive, which pose the forehead
shedding tears.

And I see coming: Figurative
a fabulous coastal area
with bulls, shells and dolphins,
on the soft sand between the sea and sky, still trembling with drops
,
sun dazed and smiling.

We announce the kingdom of life,
the dream of another life, more intense and freer,
no desire
bitter as remorse-no desire for you sophisticated
child little beast, whom
match the beauty of direct
starlet and the prince charming shyness.
purse soon
Although that torments
forehead touching and thought
obtuse
and turning your face towards the sea which shines
between wet blond highlights
the melancholy expression of Antinous, oh beautiful
indifferent
walk on the beach
as if you did not know you are men and dogs,
the
gods and angels and archangels, thrones
, the abominations ...

Jaime Gil de Viedma

Recited by the author

I want to clarify that this will
is the current culmination of life
rather is a fragile legacy
valid only toward the end of a day as they say

lego for Thursday
concerns that put me on Tuesday
changed only slightly
dreams and sadness that is inevitable. Lego

a cloud of mosquitoes and a computer

and no batteries to my solitude with the hope that my legatees
not support it. Lego

on Thursday four
rain remorse and I wetted contemplate
and fern
ritual that intimidates me with the old elegance of the leaves. Lego

the blue of my hinges creak
and a slice of my light shade
not all because a man without a shadow
lose the respect of good people. Lego

neck as I wash
for hanging or guillotine Thursday
and a spirit that I do not know if modesty
unhealthy or stupidity or joy. Lego

the outskirts of an idea
a triptych of mirrors that hurts me
the sea beyond the reach
fanning the ivy walls.

And only now I think in my tree in my fogs
faceless
in my wine I have yet to pass on many stories
I have hidden in obscurity.

So just in case and doubts
and afflict not who I leave my heir
to another will say the Friday
.

Mario Benedetti

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school logo. MERRY CHRISTMAS

Dear Families

From the school we ask your cooperation to create an identification of our school. For this reason we invite you, along with their children, to draw in the table attached a picture, logo, shield, ... that they believe could present to our center.
subsequently exhibited all the work and from the School Board will conduct the selection. The delivery deadline is 25 February. Thank you for your cooperation
, receive a greeting.

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Get Plates In Ontario

school logo. MERRY CHRISTMAS

Dear Families

From the school we ask your cooperation to create an identification of our school. For this reason we invite you, along with their children, to draw in the table attached a picture, logo, shield, ... that they believe could present to our center.
subsequently exhibited all the work and from the School Board will conduct the selection. The delivery deadline is 25 February. Thank you for your cooperation
, receive a greeting.

Delivered by student ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... course

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Graphite Corner Blog

Normal

Despite of how bad I am at it, I love to draw. Add my "Moods graphics" on the blog was fun, but I always thought a bit out of tune with the mess of my mind blogger. So Rimiti joint, a Chilean cartoonist, started a new blog, but this is unique cartoons. We call our art space the Graphite Corner.

more drawings I will not go here, but in our corner. I hope they visit, and if you like, come back.

http://www.rincondelgrafito.blogspot.com/

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Graphite Corner Blog

Normal

Despite of how bad I am at it, I love to draw. Add my "Moods graphics" on the blog was fun, but I always thought a bit out of tune with the mess of my mind blogger. So Rimiti joint, a Chilean cartoonist, started a new blog, but this is unique cartoons. We call our art space the Graphite Corner.

more drawings I will not go here, but in our corner. I hope they visit, and if you like, come back.

http://www.rincondelgrafito.blogspot.com/

Draining Washing Machine Outside

Dawn in New York

Dawn in New York has four columns of mire

and
hurricane of black pigeons splashing in putrid waters.

Dawn in New York groans on enormous fire escapes

searching between the angles
nard of anguish.

Dawn arrives and no one receives it in his mouth
because there is no tomorrow and hope are impossible:
sometimes furious swarming coins
drill and devour abandoned children.

The first to leave
know in their bones that there will be no paradise or loves leaves;
know they will be mired in numbers and laws,
to mindless games, in fruitless labors.

Light is buried under chains and noises
in impudent challenge of rootless science.
by the suburbs sleepless people stagger
as fresh from a shipwreck of blood.

Federico García Lorca

LE Aute
Loquillo y Enrique Morente

Draining Washing Machine Outside

Dawn in New York

Dawn in New York has four columns of mire

and
hurricane of black pigeons splashing in putrid waters.

Dawn in New York groans on enormous fire escapes

searching between the angles
nard of anguish.

Dawn arrives and no one receives it in his mouth
because there is no tomorrow and hope are impossible:
sometimes furious swarming coins
drill and devour abandoned children.

The first to leave
know in their bones that there will be no paradise or loves leaves;
know they will be mired in numbers and laws,
to mindless games, in fruitless labors.

Light is buried under chains and noises
in impudent challenge of rootless science.
by the suburbs sleepless people stagger
as fresh from a shipwreck of blood.

Federico García Lorca

LE Aute
Loquillo y Enrique Morente

Cost For Full Body Wax

are blacks in Cuba

When the full moon comes
go to Santiago de Cuba,
off to Santiago, in a car
black water.
will go to Santiago. Sing
palm roofs.
will go to Santiago. When the palm
wants to be a stork,
go to Santiago.
And when you want to be Medusa banana,
go to Santiago. I will go to Santiago

with the golden head of Fonseca.
will go to Santiago.
And with the rose of Romeo and Juliet
go to Santiago.
Oh Cuba! Oh rhythm of dry seeds!
will go to Santiago. Oh
drop waist wooden hot!
will go to Santiago. Log
Harp live alligator, snuff flower!
will go to Santiago.
I've always said that I Santiago would go in a car
black water.
will go to Santiago.
Breeze and alcohol in the wheels,
go to Santiago.
My coral in the darkness,
go to Santiago.
drowned in the sea sand,
off to Santiago,
white heat, rotten fruit,
go to Santiago. Oh
Cañaveras beef freshness!
Oh Cuba! Oh sigh curve and mud!
will go to Santiago.

Federico García Lorca

Compay Segundo
Esperanza Fernández

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are blacks in Cuba

When the full moon comes
go to Santiago de Cuba,
off to Santiago, in a car
black water.
will go to Santiago. Sing
palm roofs.
will go to Santiago. When the palm
wants to be a stork,
go to Santiago.
And when you want to be Medusa banana,
go to Santiago. I will go to Santiago

with the golden head of Fonseca.
will go to Santiago.
And with the rose of Romeo and Juliet
go to Santiago.
Oh Cuba! Oh rhythm of dry seeds!
will go to Santiago. Oh
drop waist wooden hot!
will go to Santiago. Log
Harp live alligator, snuff flower!
will go to Santiago.
I've always said that I Santiago would go in a car
black water.
will go to Santiago.
Breeze and alcohol in the wheels,
go to Santiago.
My coral in the darkness,
go to Santiago.
drowned in the sea sand,
off to Santiago,
white heat, rotten fruit,
go to Santiago. Oh
Cañaveras beef freshness!
Oh Cuba! Oh sigh curve and mud!
will go to Santiago.

Federico García Lorca

Compay Segundo
Esperanza Fernández

Cartoons Bigger Booty Larger

The sky is ash.
The trees are white, and are black coals

burnt stubble.


dried blood has wound sunset, and the role colorless
Mount
wrinkled.


road dust is hiding in the ravines, are the sources

and still murky backwaters. Sounds

a reddish gray
shearing of the flock, and the wheel

mother finished her rosary.

The sky is ash,
trees are white.

Federico García Lorca

Manolo Sanlucar, Carmen Linares

Cartoons Bigger Booty Larger

The sky is ash.
The trees are white, and are black coals

burnt stubble.


dried blood has wound sunset, and the role colorless
Mount
wrinkled.


road dust is hiding in the ravines, are the sources

and still murky backwaters. Sounds

a reddish gray
shearing of the flock, and the wheel

mother finished her rosary.

The sky is ash,
trees are white.

Federico García Lorca

Manolo Sanlucar, Carmen Linares

Chilblains Perimenopause

Country Romance of the black sorrow

The
cocks picks dig for the dawn, when the mountain

dark comes Soledad Montoya. Copper
yellow, flesh, smells
horse and shade. Anvils
smoked her breasts, moaning
round songs.
Soledad, for whom questions
without company at this hour? Ask
who ask,
tell me yourself what you care?
I come to find what you seek,
my joy and my person. Soledad
of my sorrows,
horse bolted,
finally finds the sea and is swallowed
waves.
not remind me of the sea, the penalty
black springs on land

olive under the rustling of leaves.
Soledad, what a pity you! Too bad so
pitiful!

cry sour lemon juice and waiting mouth. Pity
so big!
run my house like crazy
my two braids on the ground,
from the kitchen to the bedroom.
What a shame! I'm getting jet
meat and clothing.
Oh, my linen shirts!
Ah, my thighs poppy! Soledad
: wash your body with water
larks, and let your heart

in peace, Soledad Montoya.
*
For down the river sings:
wheel of sky and leaves.
with squash blossoms, the new light
crown. Oh
penalty gypsies! Pena
clean and always alone. Oh
penalty channel
hidden and remote early!

Federico García Lorca

Ana Belén. Music: Fito Paez

Chilblains Perimenopause

Country Romance of the black sorrow

The
cocks picks dig for the dawn, when the mountain

dark comes Soledad Montoya. Copper
yellow, flesh, smells
horse and shade. Anvils
smoked her breasts, moaning
round songs.
Soledad, for whom questions
without company at this hour? Ask
who ask,
tell me yourself what you care?
I come to find what you seek,
my joy and my person. Soledad
of my sorrows,
horse bolted,
finally finds the sea and is swallowed
waves.
not remind me of the sea, the penalty
black springs on land

olive under the rustling of leaves.
Soledad, what a pity you! Too bad so
pitiful!

cry sour lemon juice and waiting mouth. Pity
so big!
run my house like crazy
my two braids on the ground,
from the kitchen to the bedroom.
What a shame! I'm getting jet
meat and clothing.
Oh, my linen shirts!
Ah, my thighs poppy! Soledad
: wash your body with water
larks, and let your heart

in peace, Soledad Montoya.
*
For down the river sings:
wheel of sky and leaves.
with squash blossoms, the new light
crown. Oh
penalty gypsies! Pena
clean and always alone. Oh
penalty channel
hidden and remote early!

Federico García Lorca

Ana Belén. Music: Fito Paez