tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62150328265694701782011-08-18T05:13:21.526-07:00O Blog sem relação com o títuloFelipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.comBlogger2361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-39531712868406355232010-10-11T08:13:00.000-07:002010-10-11T08:24:43.561-07:00Na porta de casa varria<br />Aquela senhora varria<br /><br />Varria seu marido morto<br />Varria o filho ausente<br /><br />Varria a casa vazia<br />Varria o marasmo da vizinhança<br /><br />Varria<br />Varria<br />Varria<br /><br />A escova, já gasta, da vassoura<br />Esfregava ainda com esmero<br /><br />E a senhora, já gasta<br />Varria com mais e mais força<br /><br />E varria a área<br />Varria a cozinha<br />Varria a poeira<br /><br />Realidade<br /><br />E varreu incessantemente<br />Até varrer a morte<br />Pra dentro de casa<br /><br />E morreu sozinha<br />Ela e a vassoura<br />Sem marido e<br />Sem filho<br /><br /><br />Tudo porque<br />Varreu sem saber<br />A morte pra dentro de casa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3953171286840635523?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-25896018341497932032010-06-13T02:05:00.000-07:002010-06-13T02:06:38.283-07:00Escrevo<br />Pois tenho medo<br />Tenho medo<br />Então escrevo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2589601834149793203?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-45671513659765197532010-06-11T16:58:00.000-07:002010-06-11T17:06:23.862-07:00Abri meu jornal<br />E falei com ele<br /><br />Folheei, por dez minutos<br />Depois disso, ele morreu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4567151365976519753?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-79850920999115059062010-06-07T13:08:00.000-07:002010-06-07T13:12:56.945-07:00Sabe, já faz tempo que eu queria te falar<br />Das coisas que trago no peito<br /><br />Tem bala perdida<br />E um facão<br />Foi numa briga<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7985092099911505906?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-11633865551373965862010-04-11T21:50:00.001-07:002010-04-11T21:51:01.205-07:00O homem é como um poste<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1163386555137396586?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-87033452752047492662010-04-09T20:56:00.000-07:002010-04-09T21:04:36.449-07:00Criança fala secho<br />Adulto fala secso<br />Velho fala cesso<br />E a morte faz parar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8703345275204749266?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-69491633289839519322010-04-09T20:38:00.000-07:002010-04-09T20:41:33.440-07:00Ando devagar<br />Porque já tropecei<br />Num toco<br />E me estrepei todo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6949163328983951932?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-56434531027583663972010-04-09T15:21:00.000-07:002010-04-09T15:22:55.614-07:00Parei no poema nove<br />E vi que faltava um<br />Procurei<br />Procurei<br />Procurei<br />E achei<br />Dentro do meu chapeu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5643453102758366397?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-74684067894189357802010-04-09T15:18:00.000-07:002010-04-09T15:19:56.241-07:00Vivo correndo<br />Mas volto pro mar<br /><br />Sigo nadando<br />E volto pro ar<br /><br />E quando voo<br />Continuo voando<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7468406789418935780?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-48978012960982510592010-04-08T20:40:00.000-07:002010-04-08T20:41:19.887-07:00Não transo<br />Não tenho prazer<br />Sexo pra mim<br />É uma iguaria<br />Da família real<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4897801296098251059?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-80890888741769530332010-04-07T21:49:00.001-07:002010-04-07T21:53:59.942-07:00Pensei que nada havia<br />Ali na garrafa de rum<br />Mas vi logo de cara<br />Que ali morava um pum<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8089088874176953033?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-56122768848003916262010-04-07T21:48:00.001-07:002010-04-07T21:49:13.383-07:00Amo meu país<br />Acho que agora quero<br />Parar pra comprar um cheese<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5612276884800391626?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-38044446677302464802010-04-07T21:47:00.000-07:002010-04-07T21:48:14.614-07:00Subi a montanha segunda<br />Depois descobri<br />Que escalei uma bunda<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3804444667730246480?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-86475343061264094052010-04-07T21:15:00.000-07:002010-04-07T21:16:08.948-07:00Tenho uma piada para contar<br />De tão sem graça, vou jogá-la no mar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8647534306126409405?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-38622370340336408012010-04-07T21:13:00.001-07:002010-04-07T21:14:05.171-07:00Hoje me senti traído<br />Pensei que era um anjo<br />Mas era um cupido<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3862237034033640801?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-32155783478851360532010-04-07T20:55:00.000-07:002010-04-07T21:01:53.219-07:00Algo encheu meu coração<br />Doutor, o que será?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3215578347885136053?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-31479040853543260102010-04-07T20:54:00.002-07:002010-04-07T20:55:29.095-07:00Tenho um amor<br />Do tamanho do mundo<br /><br />E tenho um amigo<br />Chamado Raimundo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3147904085354326010?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-67718209505112152642010-04-07T20:54:00.001-07:002010-04-07T20:54:33.319-07:00Tenho um vazio<br />Dentro de mim<br />Comerei quiabo<br />Ou será aipim?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6771820950511215264?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-17488053250569188482010-04-07T10:33:00.000-07:002010-04-07T10:35:05.742-07:00O mundo mudou<br />Mas minha geladeira<br />Continua cheia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1748805325056918848?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-24596032397806617722010-04-06T22:17:00.000-07:002010-04-06T22:18:05.593-07:00E o mundo respondeu<br />Ao que ele dizia<br />Com muita força<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2459603239780661772?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-52222698939747706882010-04-06T22:16:00.002-07:002010-04-06T22:17:27.878-07:00Escrevo um poema<br />Que se mistura comigo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5222269893974770688?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-67664165830937367992010-04-06T22:16:00.001-07:002010-04-06T22:16:28.189-07:00Consigo ser duas pessoas<br />Eu e Felipe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6766416583093736799?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-28513059568514713022010-04-06T22:14:00.000-07:002010-04-06T22:15:56.130-07:00Escrevo sempre nos momentos de sono profundo<br />E aproveito o momento para tomar um conhaque<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2851305956851471302?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-61799591946721790762010-04-05T07:19:00.001-07:002010-04-05T07:21:19.469-07:00Senti<br />Mas não refleti<br />Até que foi bom<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6179959194672179076?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-65662851304536383142010-04-04T21:07:00.003-07:002010-04-04T21:07:42.040-07:00Via lenta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6566285130453638314?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-86252863219610798722010-04-04T21:06:00.002-07:002010-04-04T21:07:03.386-07:00Criminoso<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8625286321961079872?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-23414860030546568252010-04-04T21:06:00.001-07:002010-04-04T21:06:47.689-07:00Cova<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2341486003054656825?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-65337507624224647442010-04-04T21:05:00.000-07:002010-04-04T21:06:28.842-07:00Onde<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6533750762422464744?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-76482330291908400902010-04-04T21:03:00.003-07:002010-04-04T21:03:55.383-07:00Nada<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7648233029190840090?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-12219102511685767992010-04-04T21:03:00.001-07:002010-04-04T21:03:41.182-07:00Tudo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1221910251168576799?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-30815922824811475022010-04-03T22:16:00.000-07:002010-04-03T22:18:03.646-07:00Descubra<br />Se fogo é quente<br />Colocando a mão<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3081592282481147502?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-17367716543429066452010-04-03T22:15:00.000-07:002010-04-03T22:16:16.188-07:00Descubra se o cara te ama<br />Dando-lhe uma calcinha<br />De dia dos namorados<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1736771654342906645?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-8867264540735561702010-04-03T22:13:00.000-07:002010-04-03T22:15:16.499-07:00Descubra se o cara é amigo<br />Dando-lhe um beijo<br />De aniversário<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-886726454073556170?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-43660877580317011312010-04-03T22:08:00.000-07:002010-04-03T22:13:08.425-07:00Antes<br />Amanheceu<br /><br />Amor<br />Apareceu<br /><br />Aí<br />Anoiteceu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4366087758031701131?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-65555557836447887612010-04-03T22:07:00.001-07:002010-04-03T22:08:14.954-07:00Sentimento sereno<br />Serei sempre<br />Seu servo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6555555783644788761?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-37547140254601146032010-04-02T18:48:00.002-07:002010-04-02T18:49:52.293-07:00Banana pra você!!!<br />Seu macaco<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3754714025460114603?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-20238441568156333182010-04-02T18:48:00.001-07:002010-04-02T18:48:34.489-07:00Ele vinha me chamando<br />Amigo, te espero<br />Sono, seu nome<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2023844156815633318?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-1727816811660359022010-04-02T06:37:00.000-07:002010-04-02T06:44:25.339-07:00Não sei se é o bebê que sai<br />Ou se o mundo que puxa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-172781681166035902?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-10867282820258240962010-04-01T11:09:00.002-07:002010-04-01T11:11:28.231-07:00Sexo no parque<br />Assusta o mickey<br />Diria Walt disney<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1086728282025824096?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-48562580461045986772010-04-01T11:09:00.001-07:002010-04-01T11:11:45.192-07:00Sexo na praia<br />Suja de areia<br />Diria o surfista<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4856258046104598677?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-33008150637737847372010-04-01T11:07:00.000-07:002010-04-01T11:11:56.308-07:00Sexo sem paixão<br />Dura pouco<br />Diria a fogosa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3300815063773784737?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-74172037656654949812010-04-01T11:06:00.000-07:002010-04-01T11:12:09.633-07:00Sexo na cozinha<br />Atrapalha o serviço<br />Diria dona Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7417203765665494981?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-81118320058729877602010-04-01T11:05:00.000-07:002010-04-01T11:15:59.967-07:00Sexo de quatro<br />Dá trabalho<br />Diria o ninfomaníaco<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8111832005872987760?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-84051260291400371162010-04-01T11:04:00.000-07:002010-04-01T11:13:09.805-07:00Sexo sobre rodas<br />Atrapalha os mano<br />Diria o skatista<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8405126029140037116?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-86758284533268625752010-04-01T11:03:00.001-07:002010-04-01T11:13:24.853-07:00Sexo antes do casamento<br />Atrasa a cerimônia<br />Diria o religioso<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8675828453326862575?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-39774254401827622812010-04-01T11:01:00.000-07:002010-04-01T11:03:40.490-07:00Ócio não é preguiça<br />É só uma maneira<br />De chegar mais perto<br />Da cama de maneira elegante<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3977425440182762281?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-83595893506713634622010-04-01T10:59:00.002-07:002010-04-01T11:01:47.772-07:00Língua de fresco é o francês<br />O queijo vira fromage<br />E o trabalho métier<br />Prefiro meu português<br />Com capoeira, arroz e dendê<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8359589350671363462?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-51330038308526252582010-04-01T10:59:00.001-07:002010-04-01T10:59:55.079-07:00Tenho uma fofoca para contar<br />Não sei se conto<br />Não sei se guardo<br />Acho que prefiro<br />Publicar<br />Num jornal<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5133003830852625258?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-74949450118135275252010-04-01T10:57:00.000-07:002010-04-01T10:58:36.297-07:00Batatinha quando nasce<br />Quer logo crescer<br />Mamãezinha quando dorme<br />Quer continuar dormindo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7494945011813527525?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-77552564447464576412010-04-01T10:56:00.000-07:002010-04-01T10:57:41.893-07:00Um bom feriado<br />É como uma boa música<br />No lugar<br />Na hora<br />E com a pessoa certa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7755256444746457641?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-45477604489148073062010-04-01T10:55:00.001-07:002010-04-01T10:56:41.450-07:00Chega o dia da paixão<br />Ele vai se aproximando<br />Aproveito o ensejo<br />Pra matar meu desejo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4547760448914807306?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-12505602764529560532010-04-01T10:54:00.000-07:002010-04-01T10:55:08.074-07:00Achei uma mulher linda<br />Que me encantou<br />Penso que vou nessa<br />Para ver meu grande amor<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1250560276452956053?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-68176182847539484372010-03-31T22:30:00.000-07:002010-03-31T22:47:10.289-07:00Cavo até o mais profundo<br />E depois descanso<br />Porque trabalhar só<br />É Complicado<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6817618284753948437?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-10708010411452785472010-03-31T12:41:00.000-07:002010-03-31T12:44:51.350-07:00No futebol da vida<br />Ganho sempre<br />Faço bonito<br /><br />No futebol de bola<br />Já perdi<br />Há muito tempo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1070801041145278547?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-81840658897027307952010-03-31T06:42:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:45:48.274-07:00A única pessoa<br />Com essa característica<br />Foi ele mesmo<br />Seu Prudente Albuquerque<br />Da rua 2<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8184065889702730795?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-77189546974852982802010-03-31T06:40:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:42:51.503-07:00Quem aqui é puro?<br />Pergunta o pastor<br />Só Dona Lola responde<br />93 anos<br /><br /><br />Ele duvida<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7718954697485298280?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-70241901105482538542010-03-31T06:36:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:39:27.338-07:00O menino perguntava<br />Mãe, o que é sexo?<br />Ao que ela respondia<br />Também não sei, meu filho<br />Se descobrir, me avise<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7024190110548253854?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-22792189108617871712010-03-31T06:34:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:35:55.085-07:00Levanto, masco um chiclete<br />Tomo Coca-cola<br />Como um brigadeiro<br />É, acredito que os dentes<br />Estão limpos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2279218910861787171?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-27739453785580157102010-03-31T06:27:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:30:01.148-07:00Estava dançando, empolgado<br />Sem querer passei a mão nela<br />Virei para me desculpar<br />E ela para agradecer<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2773945378558015710?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-47531188268465283872010-03-31T06:23:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:26:20.226-07:00Uma bunda é bonita<br />Desde que seja<br />Um membro inferior<br />Do corpo da pessoa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4753118826846528387?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-82150934636403102492010-03-31T06:19:00.000-07:002010-03-31T06:22:41.315-07:00Pedi, recusou<br />Repeti, não aceitou<br />Insisti, negação completa<br />Até que<br />Me mandou tomar no cú<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8215093463640310249?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-444039594041243362010-03-28T21:06:00.000-07:002010-03-28T21:09:10.263-07:00Saudades de quando<br />A saudade era ausente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-44403959404124336?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-64217533427172217192010-03-28T21:04:00.000-07:002010-03-28T21:05:31.304-07:00Bateram na porta<br />Era um vendedor<br />Vendia muitas coisas<br />Entre elas o amor<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6421753342717221719?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-68503599986635095762010-03-28T19:37:00.000-07:002010-03-28T20:34:29.906-07:00Lembra<br />De onde tudo parou<br />E volta<br />Ansioso pelo premio<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6850359998663509576?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-65249015074274387142010-03-25T10:53:00.000-07:002010-03-25T10:57:27.916-07:00Ele é homem<br />Ela, mulher<br /><br />Ele saiu de uma vagina<br />Ela, de uma filosofia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6524901507427438714?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-28786522262196652312010-03-24T19:35:00.000-07:002010-03-24T19:36:58.122-07:00O poeta escreve<br />Aquilo que a fala<br />Por preguiça, talvez<br />Não sabe dizer<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2878652226219665231?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-83855023807288758222010-03-24T19:30:00.000-07:002010-03-24T19:34:00.258-07:00Bom<br />A vida<br />Começou<br />Assim<br />Meio torta<br />Sem rumo<br />Prumo<br />Ou direção<br /><br />Aí<br />Veio um cara<br />E tentou arrumar<br />Deu no que deu<br />Estragou tudo o bobão<br /><br />Mas enfim<br />A poesia me permite mais<br />Como terminar o texto de qualquer jeito<br />E é o que vou fazer<br />Entenda como quiser<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8385502380728875822?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-15890319718760708052010-03-24T19:29:00.000-07:002010-03-24T19:30:53.019-07:00Vai tomar<br />Naquele lugar<br />Que não ouso falar<br /><br />Seu cretino<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1589031971876070805?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-48864100470157553272010-03-23T19:36:00.000-07:002010-03-23T19:38:14.715-07:00Quando eu te encontrar<br />O ceu deixará de ter estrelas<br />E o inferno será congelado<br />A terra sairá fora do seu eixo<br />Papai noel virá na ceia de natal<br /><br />Enfim, vai ser um dia batuta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4886410047015755327?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-45198500068040610902010-03-23T06:11:00.000-07:002010-03-23T06:16:56.939-07:00Lerê, lerê, sou escravo<br />Tomei uma pancada de chicotadas hoje<br />Marcas por todo o corpo<br />Violência<br />Pancadaria<br />Sou escravo<br />Estou no meio de uma senzala<br />E apanho todos os dias<br />Meu senhor não tem piedade<br />E apanho<br />Apanho<br />Apanho<br />Apanho<br />Ai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4519850006804061090?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-38899475224784254202010-03-23T06:01:00.001-07:002010-03-23T06:03:17.191-07:00Olá,<br />Eu me chamo aqui<br />Sobrenome agora<br />Apelido de repente<br />Meus pais me chamavam de pressa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3889947522478425420?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-72503886379333539742010-03-22T19:46:00.001-07:002010-03-22T19:50:24.786-07:00Aquele punhado de terra<br />Que cuspi<br />No chão<br />Nada mais era<br />Que a devolução<br />Daquilo<br />Que não era meu<br /><br />Usei a terra, revolvi-a<br />Durante toda a minha vida<br /><br />E ela teve que ser devolvida<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7250388637933353974?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-84860185801329814702010-03-22T07:22:00.000-07:002010-03-22T07:51:33.355-07:00Saudades de quando o tempo se chamava sorvete<br />E quando a vida era um problema de nome chiclete<br /><br />Nesse tempo, pula pula era uma filosofia<br />E parque de diversoes uma sala de reuniões<br /><br />O sentimento se resumia a um pedaço de bolo<br />E o colo da mãe era um ambiente de trabalho<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8486018580132981470?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-33137810673933928402010-03-21T10:11:00.000-07:002010-03-21T10:22:08.996-07:00My name is bonder<br />Super bonder<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3313781067393392840?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-32948531649250546592010-03-21T08:03:00.000-07:002010-03-21T10:08:07.988-07:00Se ficar sozinho fosse poeticamente correto<br />Escreveria um mar de poesias<br />Todos chamados solidão<br /><br />Se poesia rimasse com tristeza<br />Meu nome seria triste<br />E a poesia seria uma rima constante<br /><br />Se a poesia fosse um verbo<br />Meu nome seria poeta<br />E eu escreveria um poema<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3294853164925054659?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-23549257342489929952010-03-21T08:00:00.000-07:002010-03-21T08:03:29.739-07:00Navegando<br />Na via<br />O navio<br />Na vida<br /><br />Na neve<br />A nave<br />Navega<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2354925734248992995?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-68581581785271510562010-03-21T07:33:00.000-07:002010-03-21T07:35:17.037-07:00Traição<br />Palavras<br />Dor<br />Desespero<br />Matemática dos mortais<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6858158178527151056?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-78628915177171664172010-03-20T18:00:00.000-07:002010-03-21T07:27:21.548-07:00Sempre que for amar<br />Lembre-se de sonhar<br /><br />E sempre que for olhar<br />Lembre-se de amar<br /><br />E sempre que amar<br />Lembre-se de viver<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7862891517717166417?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-90767829577423030192010-03-20T17:53:00.000-07:002010-03-20T17:56:42.937-07:00Pegue um pedaço de cocô<br />Passe perfume<br />Embrulhe<br />E mande para o seu melhor amigo<br />Talvez ele aceite o presente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-9076782957742303019?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-4717915228962070442010-03-20T17:50:00.000-07:002010-03-20T17:52:56.586-07:00Sentimento<br />De bola de neve<br />Vai crescendo<br />Ate não sei onde<br />Cresce como pode<br />Onde pode<br />Vai crescendo<br />Até estourar<br />E bater de frente<br />Com um paredão<br />Bola de neve<br />Ve se para<br />E dá um tempo<br />Pra mim<br />Ve se deixa<br />Pelo menos<br />Eu descer<br />Antes de bater<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-471791522896207044?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-9019633791765352102010-03-20T17:48:00.000-07:002010-03-20T17:49:31.396-07:00Não sei por que você se foi<br />Tantas saudade eu senti<br /><br />Sua cachorra<br /><br />E eu, gostava tanto de você<br />E eu, gostava tanto de você<br /><br />Pilantra<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-901963379176535210?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-37874783265464652232010-03-20T00:04:00.000-07:002010-03-20T00:05:51.143-07:00O título deste poema<br />Expressa o presente momento<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3787478326546465223?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-77878898471870866112010-03-13T11:50:00.000-08:002010-03-13T11:51:32.835-08:00Suas pernas<br />São como pernas<br />E seu tendões<br />Como tendões<br />Você é você<br />Eu sou eu<br />Nós somos nós<br /><br />E vai te lascar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7787889847187086611?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-39555104905239278322010-03-13T09:48:00.000-08:002010-03-13T11:21:40.185-08:00A vitrine é a porta daquela região<br />As pessoas são os produtos<br />Maqueados<br />Atropelados<br />Destituídos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3955510490523927832?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-79480884463152091012010-03-09T22:39:00.001-08:002010-03-09T22:39:31.781-08:00O ser humano<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-7948088446315209101?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-62806859094759333512010-03-09T22:25:00.000-08:002010-03-09T22:37:53.491-08:00Aperte este botão só pelo prazer de apertar <a href="http://www.hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ff0000;">()</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-6280685909475933351?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-45772933454062743412010-03-09T22:23:00.000-08:002010-03-09T22:24:55.673-08:00Uma precariedade<br />Precária<br />Me precariou<br />A vontade<br />De fazer<br />Poesia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4577293345406274341?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-23229810181592278532010-03-07T21:13:00.000-08:002010-03-07T21:17:00.357-08:00Meu coração<br />Não sei porque<br /><br />Dá uma chacoalhada boa<br />Quando olha pras suas pernas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2322981018159227853?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-20615654894131024022010-03-07T05:00:00.000-08:002010-03-07T20:56:24.879-08:00Odeio a felicidade mesquinha<br />das reuniões<br /><br />Os artefatos sacanas<br />dos reunidos<br /><br />A ironia nojenta<br />dos oradores<br /><br />E a santa imagem<br />que a luz lhes reflete<br /><br />E odeio<br />por saber<br />que a existência humana<br />não se resume em uma reunião<br /><br />Mas amo a felicidade mesquinha<br />da vida<br /><br />Os artefatos sacanas<br />dos viventes<br /><br />A ironia nojenta<br />dos terrestres<br /><br />E a santa imagem<br />que a luz lhes reflete<br /><br />Amo<br />E ponto final<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-2061565489413102402?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-8352228757182583402010-03-05T13:13:00.000-08:002010-03-05T13:14:19.868-08:00Séculos se passaram<br />E o mundo continua tosco<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-835222875718258340?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-58822378725714106642010-03-05T13:12:00.000-08:002010-03-05T13:13:01.018-08:00Quando a morte é bandida e traiçoeira<br />A vida é um crime diário e inconsequente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5882237872571410664?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-87791372032119055052010-03-05T13:10:00.001-08:002010-03-05T13:11:51.934-08:00Quando a vida é bandida<br />A morte é sempre criminosa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-8779137203211905505?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-55691553710862554082010-03-04T07:06:00.000-08:002010-03-04T07:07:28.999-08:00Um grito<br />E uma vontade<br />Só isso bastou<br />Para mover o universo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5569155371086255408?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-34156368724357049972010-03-04T00:37:00.000-08:002010-03-04T00:38:44.285-08:00Depois daquele dia<br />O doutor, idiota<br />Me deu um nariz de batata<br />Perguntem-me porque<br />Que eu mostro<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-3415636872435704997?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-40031545497249602332010-03-01T05:42:00.000-08:002010-03-01T05:47:30.155-08:00Avô amigo<br />Avô bandido<br />Avô malandro<br /><br />Avô moderno<br />Avô baderna<br />Avô bagunça<br /><br />Avô sensacional<br />Avô sensação<br />Avô sentimento<br /><br />Avô que chora<br />Avô que adora<br />Avô que ama<br /><br />Avô<br /><br />Sentimento que não para<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4003154549724960233?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-42102775493028603302010-02-28T18:50:00.000-08:002010-02-28T18:54:24.782-08:00O dia se fez noite<br />E eu nem sequer notei<br /><br />A noite se fez dia<br />Era o amanhecer<br /><br />O amanhecer pareceu bonito<br />E eu logo me entreguei a ele<br /><br />E a entrega foi completa<br />Mesmo sem saber o fim<br /><br />O fim das coisas<br />O fim de tudo<br /><br />Mesmo em tom de dúvida<br />Me entreguei de todo<br /><br />E aquilo pareceu bom<br />Ao menos no momento<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4210277549302860330?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-9199742008083696672010-02-27T23:32:00.000-08:002010-02-27T23:34:35.330-08:00Se a poesia vivesse<br />Do seu trabalho<br />Seria pobre,<br />Como o poeta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-919974200808369667?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-50091419415768571812010-02-25T16:58:00.000-08:002010-02-25T16:59:05.904-08:00Estou a venda<br />Quem quiser<br />Mande um e-mail<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-5009141941576857181?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-47798475842223242882010-02-25T03:09:00.000-08:002010-02-25T03:11:08.963-08:00Acordo de manhã<br />Desligo o despertador<br />Levanto<br />Preparo-me para ir ao trabalho<br />Pego o carro<br />Vou para o trabalho<br /><br />Mas a vontade é de dormir<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-4779847584222324288?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6215032826569470178.post-19158436861629378172010-02-24T16:10:00.001-08:002010-02-24T16:11:07.502-08:00Porra!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6215032826569470178-1915843686162937817?l=hortelashidroponicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Felipe Homsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07894808533246336958noreply@blogger.com0