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<b><br /><span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';">Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #060606;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';">My Fairy King</span></b><br />
<b><br /><span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';">Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la</span></span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';">Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';">Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';">Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"><span style="color: #060606;">Lay-out gemaakt door <a href="http://nl.howrse.com/joueur/fiche/?id=124972">Mijny</a> (<a href="http://mijnyproductions.blogspot.com/">Mijny's Creations</a>) voor <a href="http://nl.howrse.com/joueur/fiche/?id=196395">Carmennn.&nbsp;</a></span></span></div>
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Carmennn. ~ Lay-out

My Fairy King Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la	My Fairy King Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la	My Fairy King Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la

My Fairy King Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la

My Fairy King Aah, aah In the land where horses born with eagle wings And honey bees have lost their stings There's singing forever, ooh yeah Lion's den with fallow deer And rivers made from wine so clear Flow on and on forever Dragons fly like sparrows thru' the air And baby lambs where Samson dares To go on on on on on on My fairy king can see things He rules the air and turns the tides That are not there for you and me Ooh yeah he guides the winds My fairy king can do right and nothing wrong Ah, then came man to savage in the night To run like thieves and to kill like knives To take away the power from the magic hand To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah They turn the milk into sour Like the blue in the blood of my veins Why can't you see it Fire burning in hell with the cry of screaming pain Son of heaven set me free and let me go Sea turn dry no salt from sand Seasons fly no helping hand Teeth don't shine like pearls for poor man's eyes, aah Someone someone has drained the colour from my wings Broken my fairy circle ring And shamed the king in all his pride Changed the winds and wronged the tides Mother Mercury Mercury Look what they've done to me I cannot run I cannot hide La la la la la la la la la la la la

Lay-out gemaakt door Mijny (Mijny's Creations) voor Carmennn.

Carmennn. ~ Hoofdafbeelding

Algemeen ~ Howrse Achtergrond Kleur

Carmennn. ~ Avatar

nasus ~ lay-out code

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<span style="color: white;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;">Drowse</span></span></b><span style="overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; visibility: visible;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br><br><br>It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?</span></span></span><span style="overflow-x: auto; overflow-y: auto; visibility: visible;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br></span></span></div>
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<div align="left"><font color="#ffffff"><span style="font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;">Drowse</span></font></div><div align="left"><font color="#ffffff"><br></font></div><div align="left"><font color="#ffffff">It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?</font></div>
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It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?</font></div>
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<div align="left"><font color="#ffffff"><span style="font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;">Drowse</span></font></div><div align="left"><font color="#ffffff"><br></font></div><div align="left"><font color="#ffffff">It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?</font></div>
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It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?</font></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;">Lay-out gemaakt door <a href="http://nl.howrse.com/joueur/fiche/?id=124972">Mijny</a> (<a href="http://mijnyproductions.blogspot.com">Mijny's Creations</a>) voor <a href="http://nl.howrse.com/joueur/fiche/?id=283994">nasus</a></span></span></div>
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Nasus ~ lay-out voorbeeld

Drowse It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?

Drowse It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?	Drowse It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?
Drowse It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?	Drowse It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?
Drowse It's the sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I remember It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall It's the mistier mist The hazier days The brighter sun And the easier lays There's all the more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleading, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet And half of the time We'd broaden our minds More in the poolhall than we did in the schoolhall With the downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he looks good Let's try William The Conqueror Now who else do I like?
Lay-out gemaakt door Mijny (Mijny's Creations) voor nasus

nasus ~ Vergroting Hoofdafbeelding

Ponyfrend ~ Avatar

Dit is de eerste avatar met een patroontje die ik heb gemaakt. Ik vind hem echt mooi gelukt :). 

Marit. ~ Lay-out Code

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<span style="color: #ba7938; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: medium;"><b>Welkom op mijn pagina!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ba7938; font-family: Papyrus;">Bedankt voor het bestellen van een lay-out van mij. Ik maak ze met heel veel plezier en ieders lay-out is weer uniek op zijn eigen manier. Als je problemen hebt met je lay-out kun je dat altijd bij mij melden dan probeer ik je te helpen. Je kunt problemen voorkomen door de basis code van de lay-out niet te gaan bewerken. Als je hem gewoon in de normale modus bewerkt kan er weinig fout gaan. Veel plezier met je lay-out.&nbsp;</span><br />
<span style="color: #ba7938; font-family: Papyrus;">-- Mijny &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: #ba7938;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: medium;">This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: #ba7938;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: medium;">This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: #ba7938;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: medium;">This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: #ba7938;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; font-size: medium;">This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...</span></span></span></div>
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Marit. ~ Lay-out

Welkom op mijn pagina! Bedankt voor het bestellen van een lay-out van mij. Ik maak ze met heel veel plezier en ieders lay-out is weer uniek op zijn eigen manier. Als je problemen hebt met je lay-out kun je dat altijd bij mij melden dan probeer ik je te helpen. Je kunt problemen voorkomen door de basis code van de lay-out niet te gaan bewerken. Als je hem gewoon in de normale modus bewerkt kan er weinig fout gaan. Veel plezier met je lay-out.  -- Mijny

Crazy Little Thing Called Love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...

Crazy Little Thing Called Love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...

Crazy Little Thing Called Love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...

Crazy Little Thing Called Love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby), In a cradle all night It swings (woooh woooh), It jives (woooh woooh) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kind of like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby, she knows how to Rock'n'Roll She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax get hip! Get on my track's, take a back seat Hitch hike, and take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love...

Lay-out gemaakt door Mijny (Mijny's Creations) voor Marit. Niets kopiëren a.u.b.

Marit. ~ Hoofdafbeelding

Aanschouw! ... de afbeelding voor de lay-out van Marit. Ik vind hem awesome! Dit doet me echt denken aan de tijd toen ik nog onder ieder berichtje een tekstje schreef over het plaatje. Eigenlijk wel leuk om het weer te doen :). 

Wat ik het leukste vind aan dit plaatje? Het printje dat de randen siert en de sepia-achtige kleur. Ook een mooi paardje is het. En... het nieuwe lettertype dat ik gebruikt heb om by Mijny te schrijven XD. Geweldig.. 

O, en zien jullie het? De titel is weer ongeveer hetzelfde als dat ik het vroeger deed! Nu alleen niet vergeten tags te zetten bij dit plaatje ;).

Deze achtergrond heb ik gebruikt voor de lay-out:

Lay-out Code Minoes32

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<span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"><font color="#060606">Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise</font></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; "><font color="#060606">Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise</font></span></span></b></div></div></div></div></td><td><div align="center"><div style="height: 250px; overflow: auto; width: 270px;"><div align="left"><div align="left"><span style="color: #8c0604;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy';">Blackbird</span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; "><font color="#060606">Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise</font></span></span></b></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; "><font color="#060606">Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise</font></span></span></b></span></b></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #060606;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise</span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #060606;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';">Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise</span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-weight: normal;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #060606;"><span style="font-family: Harrington;"><br></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #8c0604; font-family: 'Lucida Calligraphy'; font-weight: normal;">Lay-out gemaakt door <a href="http://nl.howrse.com/joueur/fiche/?id=124972">Mijny</a> (<a href="http://www.mijnyproductions.blogspot.com/">Mijny's Creations</a>) voor <a href="http://nl.howrse.com/joueur/fiche/?id=379653">Minoes32</a>. <u>Niets</u> kopiëren a.u.b.</span></div>
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Lay-out Minoes32

Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise	Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise	Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise	Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise	Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise	Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Lay-out gemaakt door Mijny (Mijny's Creations) voor Minoes32. Niets kopiëren a.u.b.