tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45526206376410172022024-03-18T09:01:10.759+00:00UMA NOVA CUBATAFatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.comBlogger1883125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-52578945447060124022024-03-16T09:39:00.003+00:002024-03-16T09:39:44.768+00:00BOM FIM DE SEMANA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1QAq9lhxLxO3soL6bOc8x3bzdX_7Dg9KJyvGFPajZSFU4VxBdV0jpzEPCPTW7rx6cpJ1LoZ0w2cmRWFe3jE1rdGHuC23MHDT41df7PCyIO0GfQQhN8wTt2hw0As_Pt9MIPImrTVD1aDUxDZMM8EnwrQyEurCz2J_7577k2B9_d42aGv2CGKz3LAv_-g/s960/18896106_ZWq14.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="960" height="188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1QAq9lhxLxO3soL6bOc8x3bzdX_7Dg9KJyvGFPajZSFU4VxBdV0jpzEPCPTW7rx6cpJ1LoZ0w2cmRWFe3jE1rdGHuC23MHDT41df7PCyIO0GfQQhN8wTt2hw0As_Pt9MIPImrTVD1aDUxDZMM8EnwrQyEurCz2J_7577k2B9_d42aGv2CGKz3LAv_-g/s320/18896106_ZWq14.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLv5OblGMwfX0Yw2MejKXUKJDvo9uehfRD4Sv4hPdfTdNFHiS197vl4MYTj1wk5Gwgd_x_3LYniR1jPYPqI8R6-l-Zy8pAzUyQS-F8uccXltwrfWmx8wAObA6Lrh0Tw5ftg-2xcIkwnGN1VqiKmuG2UdAbBjTeB1HDe6Ou9hhPzasChNVS7_MzwKATGkY/s400/the%20dog%20and%20the%20wolf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="281" data-original-width="400" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLv5OblGMwfX0Yw2MejKXUKJDvo9uehfRD4Sv4hPdfTdNFHiS197vl4MYTj1wk5Gwgd_x_3LYniR1jPYPqI8R6-l-Zy8pAzUyQS-F8uccXltwrfWmx8wAObA6Lrh0Tw5ftg-2xcIkwnGN1VqiKmuG2UdAbBjTeB1HDe6Ou9hhPzasChNVS7_MzwKATGkY/s320/the%20dog%20and%20the%20wolf.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: 14.85px; font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">Um Lobo esfomeado, vendo um cão gordo a comer à porta de uma quinta, dirigiu-lhe a palavra:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> - Como explicas que, sendo eu mais forte e valente, é a ti que não falta a comida?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> - É simples: Eu guardo o meu dono e esta quinta, e ele dá-me de comer todos os dias. Se queres cá ficar, eu peço-lhes. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> O lobo já ia agradecer a ideia quando reparou na coleira que o cão tinha à volta do pescoço. Então perguntou-lhe para que servia ela, e, tendo o cão respondido que era para o dono o prender à corrente, despediu-se dizendo:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> - Obrigado, amigo, mas prefiro estar magro e ter toda a liberdade. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://espacodosmaispequenos.blogspot.com/p/historias.html"><b>DAQUI</b></a></span></span></div>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-7415755800402782242024-03-10T08:56:00.000+00:002024-03-10T08:56:00.149+00:00Eleições legislativas portuguesas de 2024<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="368" data-original-width="800" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7slWnVGtqTYYCJlagdqhyphenhyphen0PWTe6Ba9C1lHzH8Q5oZj3_RL69mLLlHgRLtuCWEmGyahFamNTY1ZUiKroU8TCh3cyW-MV340e89hHiw-oQacGZbj9HAhKKDQ9tCtjdVEsqoW1wv9WOAf6oRTzPsF4a0-FM2sfq39Bibbo2bGbPW6N7Kqhxel5yRICedXqA/w369-h184/00029794.jpg" width="369" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; text-align: left;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">A minha VIDA é cheia de NADAS e NADAS tão cheias de TUDO!</span></b></span></div><p></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-76365218217674976532024-02-27T12:03:00.004+00:002024-02-27T12:03:44.685+00:00Anos 60,70, 80<iframe width="480" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/-UHzqCM4KwI?si=5STqoHLykLExZPT8" frameborder="0"></iframe>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-74442727748353728682024-02-24T11:07:00.025+00:002024-02-24T11:29:12.947+00:00UM ARTIGO SOBRE A VIOLÊNCIA NO FUTEBOL<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 3em; line-height: 1.16; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; margin: 0px auto; max-width: 700px; text-align: center; word-break: break-word;"><a href="http://esporto.sapo.pt/atualidade/artigos/os-casos-de-violencia-no-futebol-de-formacao-morreu-enterra-se?utm_source=SAPO_">Os casos de violência no futebol de formação: "Morreu? Enterra-se!</a></h1><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><h3 class="[ no-margin-bottom ] title" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; font-family: "Roboto Flex", sans-serif; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px; position: relative; word-break: break-word;"><a data-targeted="1" href="https://desporto.sapo.pt/atualidade/artigos/os-casos-de-violencia-no-futebol-de-formacao-morreu-enterra-se?utm_source=SAPO_HP&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=destaques" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background: 0px 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; text-decoration-line: none;" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="pre-title subject" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--secondary-color); display: inline; vertical-align: baseline;">Reportagem</span> Os casos de violência no futebol de formação: "Morreu? Enterra-se!"</span></a></h3><div class="[ quarter-top-space medium ] excerpt " style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; font-family: "Roboto Flex", sans-serif; line-height: 1.475; margin-top: 0.4375em;"><span style="font-size: large;">O jogo tinha sido adiado por causa da morte de um jovem jogador, vítima de cancro. A meio do jogo, da bancada, um pai grita em direção ao relvado: "Nunca devíamos ter aceitado mudar o dia do jogo por causa do miúdo. Morreu? Enterra-se".</span></div></div><div class="[ quarter-top-space medium ] excerpt " style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; font-family: "Roboto Flex", sans-serif; line-height: 1.475; margin-top: 0.4375em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://desporto.sapo.pt/atualidade/artigos/os-casos-de-violencia-no-futebol-de-formacao-morreu-enterra-se?">Continuar a ler AQUI</a></span></div><div><br /></div>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-63882256635899424772024-02-22T12:05:00.001+00:002024-02-22T12:05:50.310+00:00DESABAFOS MEUS<p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0BdRugbBJiHAIc_DMt3fyF2E9HgP6_EORGDIRH9e3jpGvX93lyYXAZ-BEdmLzOdJm7eVmUrIDMAGktG5yEb4e0KNIGSFqF2nA2SZFn9ABgLeJT2hlybFLcppXURiYyulAhalShzRtcUIo-JN6ICwfCpj9AmoF7Hqlks_UzwTf68Ptl3HcXLqlIvlNaEo/s800/se-nao-puder-fazer-tudo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0BdRugbBJiHAIc_DMt3fyF2E9HgP6_EORGDIRH9e3jpGvX93lyYXAZ-BEdmLzOdJm7eVmUrIDMAGktG5yEb4e0KNIGSFqF2nA2SZFn9ABgLeJT2hlybFLcppXURiYyulAhalShzRtcUIo-JN6ICwfCpj9AmoF7Hqlks_UzwTf68Ptl3HcXLqlIvlNaEo/s320/se-nao-puder-fazer-tudo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">1- A demência da minha mãe progrediu e muito e estive com ela na terça feira e só fala do passado. Ao dar-lhe um abraço e um beijo fiz cautelosamente porque dói-lhe tudo. Muito limpinha e cheirosa e custa-me muito dizer mas digo que, a minha mãe já não é quem eu abracei e abraço até que Deus queira. Uma degradação que me custa assistir e acompanhar.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">2 - O calcanhar continua negro e sempre vigiado pelo enfermeiro. Como a médica do lar não pode prescrever um medicamento próprio para esta situação só um cirurgião vascular o poderá fazer. Marcaram dois exames aos membros inferiores e consulta de cirurgia vascular para o mesmo dia devido à pouca mobilidade que tem, na CUF que tem acordos com a ADSE. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">3- Agradeço ao partido comunista o chumbo da medida que daria mais autonomia aos médicos dos lares prescreverem medicamentos como este e outros, poupando os dois exames e o enorme fluxo nas urgências hospitares cuja maioria são os mais velhos.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">4- Virá na ambulância com uma funcionária e eu irei ter com elas. Sózinha seria impossível ajudar nas manobras com a minha mãe o que ao longo de anos e anos fiz mas hoje já não me atrevo.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">5- Por vontade dela não saía da cama mas não deixam para seu bem e para evitar as malditas escaras.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">6- Come mal mas tudo fazem para comer um pouco mais e é uma missão impossível.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">7- Toda a papelada de despesas é mandada por mim para a ADSE para ter os apoios e nunca tive qualquer problema, mas pela primeira vez os da fisioterapia que fez em Janeiro está suspensa e aguardo a carta para saber o que pedem mais. Sou bastante organizada mas estou farta de papelada!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">8- Tu que me lês agora desculpa o incómodo😘😘</span></p><p> </p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-70497116063308075202024-02-20T11:24:00.004+00:002024-02-20T11:24:58.414+00:00PAUSA <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsjyMnIKPZUnwPfA2P0yvyog8z6PJZ8CnnFK3ltMtPqBAXxm8D5ONoBorRRTBWAHZdUbzTbo_MtC5z_LQtLHCVMuwS-fOkGxxrvM9uwuWVFMM7vmb5UsiFMhTcpF0TY-lVC-0KHBIT1HWkuENctHQya0uZFynkgQp8sLdGaqaW7D6uRPJePUjb8RPH6Y/s655/pensador_artigo_cansada_055.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="655" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsjyMnIKPZUnwPfA2P0yvyog8z6PJZ8CnnFK3ltMtPqBAXxm8D5ONoBorRRTBWAHZdUbzTbo_MtC5z_LQtLHCVMuwS-fOkGxxrvM9uwuWVFMM7vmb5UsiFMhTcpF0TY-lVC-0KHBIT1HWkuENctHQya0uZFynkgQp8sLdGaqaW7D6uRPJePUjb8RPH6Y/s320/pensador_artigo_cansada_055.webp" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-54248717136971619392024-02-17T18:35:00.003+00:002024-02-18T10:53:07.214+00:00MUNDIAIS DE NATAÇÃO 2024<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXmyyrmId1lcxPz8hA1VndPSbur6SjeYWXknPMyE5FfYLWFmKyPThNwVyEvUGBAXSWgZTilKTmY_SEvYR9CBCye319d9EAJ8veC2nAOzNESYHcrfNa2ba8fXrfYgxlNvvJn-sKgTl3UwDca5kfmSc_6NRjFofLU9DfPQ1J6xrUPdqnQgMyphvHHNA5Z8/s650/transferir%20(1).webp" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="433" data-original-width="650" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXmyyrmId1lcxPz8hA1VndPSbur6SjeYWXknPMyE5FfYLWFmKyPThNwVyEvUGBAXSWgZTilKTmY_SEvYR9CBCye319d9EAJ8veC2nAOzNESYHcrfNa2ba8fXrfYgxlNvvJn-sKgTl3UwDca5kfmSc_6NRjFofLU9DfPQ1J6xrUPdqnQgMyphvHHNA5Z8/w320-h213/transferir%20(1).webp" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 700;">Diogo Ribeiro conquistou a sua segunda medalha de ouro, em Doha, nos 100 metros mariposa acabei de ver em direto. Depois cantei com ele a Portuguesa:)</span></p><p><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 700;">Amanhã será o último dia deste excelentes mundiais e terá mais uma prova de estafeta.</span></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-25273341790119744782024-02-14T10:23:00.003+00:002024-02-14T10:23:25.318+00:00MUNDIAIS DE NATAÇÃO 2024<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76tz9-40cYTUmKqf7sT9iYzGu7ZAVIwqWwuBNkGBkPu33XX4FZJSWqH8w69V11QCx2uu7AWZwQwXALC4UIU_kIFU1rXmwZvt0tVs-uMj-6eTimadSzEFwGRmJlywcOU0lzqs1AhfIEI17BSQlUkeWwFeBRHjCKSCrVsL2G0Uu1OWUtG_Qtppx6C-2TkI/s1024/mw-1024.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="1024" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76tz9-40cYTUmKqf7sT9iYzGu7ZAVIwqWwuBNkGBkPu33XX4FZJSWqH8w69V11QCx2uu7AWZwQwXALC4UIU_kIFU1rXmwZvt0tVs-uMj-6eTimadSzEFwGRmJlywcOU0lzqs1AhfIEI17BSQlUkeWwFeBRHjCKSCrVsL2G0Uu1OWUtG_Qtppx6C-2TkI/s320/mw-1024.webp" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p><h1 class="title" itemprop="name" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-family: "Alfa Slab One", cursive, serif; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 40px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; font-weight: 400; line-height: 1.15em; margin: 0px 0px 20px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; text-rendering: optimizelegibility; vertical-align: baseline;">Mundiais de natação: Angélica André medalha de bronze nos 10 km em águas abertas</h1>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-38598798008680010262024-02-13T09:27:00.004+00:002024-02-13T09:27:57.802+00:00MUNDIAIS DE NATAÇÃO<p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 3em;">Diogo Ribeiro conseguiu histórica primeira medalha de ouro lusa em Mundiais</span></p><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNRRd_tkFXeuJd2c6izOe463ivJg_WFK8gGIXvbIwIz_ufavcM9bpx-qi-jRE8dJ30gORgqiZICeWbLxr5s1UzbsHl53X6Djcxd_51JU2_YPSrIPAZbU0LHCylbc7__H98pqLrYpnK4tDNZg4TH-iO2_gslA1PQlxfKC87CadRBjGb6xSRmb2PYH0wTRQ/s650/transferir.webp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="433" data-original-width="650" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNRRd_tkFXeuJd2c6izOe463ivJg_WFK8gGIXvbIwIz_ufavcM9bpx-qi-jRE8dJ30gORgqiZICeWbLxr5s1UzbsHl53X6Djcxd_51JU2_YPSrIPAZbU0LHCylbc7__H98pqLrYpnK4tDNZg4TH-iO2_gslA1PQlxfKC87CadRBjGb6xSRmb2PYH0wTRQ/s320/transferir.webp" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-weight: 700;"><span style="font-size: large;">Aos 19 anos, o nadador português foi o único a fazer a prova abaixo dos 23 segundos.</span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-weight: 700;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-weight: 700;"><span style="font-size: large;">DE: Sapo dsporto</span></span></div>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-17653750360403596142024-02-11T11:00:00.009+00:002024-02-11T11:02:30.520+00:00Fábula!<p><span style="font-size: large;"><b> <span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; text-align: center;">A DONINHA ENFARINHADA</span></b></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIEMy_ITc_m3d6ilgCz5yv47bcuImdmuCUyGx4DhOrXr28oMnkQCsA07VeKZIO7I2NwZ9-jOZ9KtjWCzrlXaJ0ZVr6ycGLxTKOBmMntYMMssM5ya-S0Crqcxc37oOvRTvJOMDg_74mJAkgupCq6p1m0k5GNOORBSFndUOUmiMHj1s_twJM-F8MOUbiy0M/s300/doninha.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="294" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIEMy_ITc_m3d6ilgCz5yv47bcuImdmuCUyGx4DhOrXr28oMnkQCsA07VeKZIO7I2NwZ9-jOZ9KtjWCzrlXaJ0ZVr6ycGLxTKOBmMntYMMssM5ya-S0Crqcxc37oOvRTvJOMDg_74mJAkgupCq6p1m0k5GNOORBSFndUOUmiMHj1s_twJM-F8MOUbiy0M/s1600/doninha.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><br /><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b><p></p><p><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b></p><p><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b></p><p><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b></p><p><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b></p><p><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b></p><p><b style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arimo; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><br /></b></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span">A</span><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> Doninha do moinho andava triste porque se sentia envelhecer e sem a agilidade de outros tempos para correr atrás dos velozes ratinhos, alguns dos quais chegavam mesmo a ter o atrevimento de troçar dela. </span></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> Após muito pensar, resolveu que, de futuro, só iria à caça...depois de meter-se num saco de farinha e, desse jeito, enfarinhada, deixar-se-ia ficar muito quieta até que qualquer rato lhe passasse mesmo ao pé.Tal táctica resultou perfeitamente e a doninha, disfarçada, voltou a ser o terror dos ratos do velho moinho.</span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> Mas a doninha, não se limitou a solucionar o seu problema de sobrevivência, quis mais: certificar-se que ainda era capaz de abater ratazanas. Porém, quando viu uma delas caminhar para o sítio onde se encontrava a ninhada, ficou tão nervosa que quanto mais ela se aproximava mais fortemente ouvia bater as pancadas do seu coração.</span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"> De repente, a ratazana parou, cheirou e, em seguida, desviando-se a correr do trajecto que levava, gritou:</span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">- Tu, farinha? A mim não me enganas tu!...</span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Arimo;"><span class="Apple-style-span" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://espacodosmaispequenos.blogspot.com/"><b>DAQUI</b></a></span></span></div>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-61767320825086204342024-02-05T10:16:00.000+00:002024-02-05T10:16:28.677+00:00Fernando Pessoa - 120 anos depois...<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTJmSAWbxZ78wkTyXdz0xkucbkmkrND836K9RbwZMDwIdlhUpu9C3njzgHSzkyjaOkHZS_XE5ChO61RCoNqYmgYvO0hUdeeanf8bWEF8qMPPV71o2xrxXsQzPY_Nc-Izo005cH9RITFnzgYnBgtqubcC8qN78f_YEvlUqO3bOg32vPjK3Ulk2MKrQQbeE/s1030/cover-violencia-contra-idosos-min-1030x579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="579" data-original-width="1030" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTJmSAWbxZ78wkTyXdz0xkucbkmkrND836K9RbwZMDwIdlhUpu9C3njzgHSzkyjaOkHZS_XE5ChO61RCoNqYmgYvO0hUdeeanf8bWEF8qMPPV71o2xrxXsQzPY_Nc-Izo005cH9RITFnzgYnBgtqubcC8qN78f_YEvlUqO3bOg32vPjK3Ulk2MKrQQbeE/s320/cover-violencia-contra-idosos-min-1030x579.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Quando vejo os nossos velhos felizes porque há quem se lembre deles dando-lhes "as sardinhas" que lhes apetecer...</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">- Quando vejo os nossos velhos que tudo fizeram para que os seus filhos tirassem um curso...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">- Quando vejo os nossos velhos com reformas miseráveis em lares da Segurança Social (só com cunhas), Santa Casa da Misericórdia (esgotado), Lares privados (uma mina de ouro), a pagarem o que pagam, e pedindo auxilio ao estado-pessoa de bem, entra em linha de conta os rendimentos dos filhos, como se estes não tivessem encargos e porque infelizmente não podem ficar com eles, é quase sempre negado e por vezes bastam 50€ para passarem as tabelas existentes e exigentes...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">- Quando vejo os nossos velhos com o olhar opaco e tão triste deambulando no sentimento de "dependência monetária dos filhos" o que nunca pensaram ser necessário...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">pergunto se tudo isto acontece aos pais e familiares dos políticos e não só, que se enchem à custa de tudo e de todos?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Nesta espiral de desigualdades - entre os que realmente trabalharam e os que fingem que trabalham - há um factor que se lhes escapa, um dia serão eles os velhos esquecendo-se por completo que hoje podem ser muito ricos mas já vi muitos ricos morrerem na maior das misérias... e nunca se sabe se não dirão o mesmo poema:</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><strong style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Quem me Dera</strong><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Quem me dera que a minha vida fosse um carro de bois</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Que vem a chiar, manhãzinha cedo, pela estrada,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">E que para de onde veio volta depois</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Quase à noitinha pela mesma estrada.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Eu não tinha que ter esperanças — tinha só que ter rodas ...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">A minha velhice não tinha rugas nem cabelo branco...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Quando eu já não servia, tiravam-me as rodas</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">E eu ficava virado e partido no fundo de um barranco.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><strong style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Alberto Caeiro</strong></span>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-68121299448648981942024-02-03T09:59:00.003+00:002024-02-03T09:59:40.753+00:00BOM FIM DE SEMANA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkepCgVaFyPZP5kgWKQW2m2b_TCyH-VAhQb0iKBRhIxqVOTTTTTU5XUeKixXMo7sOkmkyTuxnArAePZTeqj8R0PVRBKtwdoxeoTQzaiPz7GfMqtdUagGWwadhVRba168Y1cIIyy1p984xlNUCbiqhF98nZft2CMbhQbyDykCpQ6_QVznUQJo3BwYcTpVM/s565/bca4b4b526f41ee13a8a80d7f4321632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="474" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkepCgVaFyPZP5kgWKQW2m2b_TCyH-VAhQb0iKBRhIxqVOTTTTTU5XUeKixXMo7sOkmkyTuxnArAePZTeqj8R0PVRBKtwdoxeoTQzaiPz7GfMqtdUagGWwadhVRba168Y1cIIyy1p984xlNUCbiqhF98nZft2CMbhQbyDykCpQ6_QVznUQJo3BwYcTpVM/s320/bca4b4b526f41ee13a8a80d7f4321632.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Sinner bate Medvedev em cinco sets e conquista o Open da Austrália.</h1><div>🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾🎾</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Foi um grande jogo</b></span></div>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-6922529257068010372024-01-27T17:58:00.000+00:002024-01-27T17:58:01.682+00:00TÉNIS - OPEN DA AUSTRÁLIA 2024<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-R8yvZwbnxfehErIwrr3mXYfM9WyC7L8iTQMTOzfvAM5EWWBIVPtk5sDOeS-eBFTZh5BK2ssQp38Gnet0R-ihCYmK7AqR0MLOXSzzaot3mmYvCnHZjUoLX4C6ky_RIOvrDzgyMD1x7-A-tNtQt97MXN-GkNJPUuCFZEykx_vQcdRWx1L1oJuV-6dRXE/s650/transferir.webp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="650" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-R8yvZwbnxfehErIwrr3mXYfM9WyC7L8iTQMTOzfvAM5EWWBIVPtk5sDOeS-eBFTZh5BK2ssQp38Gnet0R-ihCYmK7AqR0MLOXSzzaot3mmYvCnHZjUoLX4C6ky_RIOvrDzgyMD1x7-A-tNtQt97MXN-GkNJPUuCFZEykx_vQcdRWx1L1oJuV-6dRXE/s320/transferir.webp" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 700;">A tenista Aryna Sabalenka, número 2 do mundo, sagrou-se campeã no Open da Austrália pelo segundo ano consecutivo ao derrotar a chinesa Zheng Qinwen, número 15, por 6-3 e 6-2 em 1 hora e 16 minutos este sábado, em Melbourne.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 700;">DO : SAPO DESPORTO</span></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-47204043446928028722024-01-26T09:02:00.004+00:002024-01-26T09:02:58.208+00:00Martinho Da Vila - "Canta Canta Minha Gente"<iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/FxQB1FYLu5k?si=Da7YacWdCnJZ8IHj" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/FxQB1FYLu5k/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>HOJE FAÇO 73ANOS</b></span></div>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-18085418140964483002024-01-25T10:49:00.004+00:002024-01-25T10:49:42.309+00:00Baby Black Swan - taken by Sampson Chan<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/n4SzHoRhbaE?si=0FWhrDhYe29r080K" frameborder="0"></iframe>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-56153944072859129962024-01-21T11:07:00.000+00:002024-01-21T11:07:24.335+00:00O remate do post em baixo<p><span style="font-size: large;">O meu irmão veio com o filho, nora e netos. A minha mãe só reconheceu o filho e foi um encontro muito emotivo. Quando saíram fomos almoçar. Terminado este voltei ao lar para ver como a minha mãe estava. Sentei-me em frente a ela falou apenas do filho, misturou o neto e bisnetos e não a contrariei em nada. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Perguntei se tinha almoçado disse que só comeu duas colheres de sopa.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Desembrulhei as prendas do Natal e pouco ligou.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Arrumei tudo direitinho como quiz e enquanto eu fazia teve duas alucinações que via algo que não existia. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Vim-me embora e levaram-na para a sala, abraçei a e reparei que adormeceu.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Muito doloroso para mim mas é muito bem tratada o que me descansa muito! </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Desculpem o incómodo mas faz-me bem partilhar! </span></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-72938926561454179822024-01-18T10:27:00.013+00:002024-01-18T10:32:45.558+00:00PAUSA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuK8JZM4TtlUmCsFl-HTritperPmMYlrDmnrksVxwyCayX4GstKiz6zahAAKn-C3GuyEyTZ2i_aDA3eUOOTUmCl8_xtzVSNWIt2hPqw9NtbZBS90tcKbA-tz46nifDQSiRw788IUhK97XtIZ7xwwjU9p3dBUQA0UBOm71ukNoKkCGfCTZyF9MeXdS-wMU/s225/transferir.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuK8JZM4TtlUmCsFl-HTritperPmMYlrDmnrksVxwyCayX4GstKiz6zahAAKn-C3GuyEyTZ2i_aDA3eUOOTUmCl8_xtzVSNWIt2hPqw9NtbZBS90tcKbA-tz46nifDQSiRw788IUhK97XtIZ7xwwjU9p3dBUQA0UBOm71ukNoKkCGfCTZyF9MeXdS-wMU/w225-h225/transferir.png" width="225" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">1- A minha mãe piorou drasticamente e a sua demência é muito notória. Nega-se a comer e ou come um tiquinho. Está numa fragilidade tremenda, já não anda, muito baralhada e num espaço muito curto de tempo e está sobre a alçada da médica do Lar e da minha filha. Não a deixam deitada muito tempo para não se ferir e é muito bem tratada.</span></b><p></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">2- Amanhã o meu irmão do norte virá ver a mãe que já não a vê há seis anos e não sei como ela irá reagir, mas espero fora do lar para qualquer eventualidade. Estão todos a postes e a minha filha não pode ir porque está de "banco"!</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">3- Depois de almoçar com eles irei sim ao lar e ver como ela ficou.</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">4- Sinto-me imensamente cansada e pergunto a mim mesma para quê tanto sofrimento meu Deus já que tem 94 anos. Quando saio do lar venho a conduzir com as lágrimas a caírem.</span></b></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Desculpem o desabafo, mas não me apetece estar aqui e agora vou dar uma volta a pé.</span></b></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">POR HOJE SER O DIA DO SORRISO:</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZxZMqT1K2WngnyZZnZxIu2zZ43khD0gVs6dlQsSmfe2k8V4RlnX1EZueH2VYnq_HXfON_bF72m333wqq2ZOMoc0g4v9OVYmvtBGCH3CMSy2_4VAzY9biCsxIyO9PCleoV6ck7oFL-Nkxi_MsiVnf6HJdkVzu64HpqkB8-O5ZePbbh4GSVr-6xGcmVEbM/s395/4678199_0500c.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="263" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZxZMqT1K2WngnyZZnZxIu2zZ43khD0gVs6dlQsSmfe2k8V4RlnX1EZueH2VYnq_HXfON_bF72m333wqq2ZOMoc0g4v9OVYmvtBGCH3CMSy2_4VAzY9biCsxIyO9PCleoV6ck7oFL-Nkxi_MsiVnf6HJdkVzu64HpqkB8-O5ZePbbh4GSVr-6xGcmVEbM/s320/4678199_0500c.gif" width="213" /></a></div><br /><p><br /> </p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-81655494312988649692024-01-14T12:25:00.001+00:002024-01-14T12:25:43.483+00:00BOM DOMINGO<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>MALDITA RENITE</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552620637641017202.post-3787597756859270452024-01-05T09:48:00.007+00:002024-01-05T10:31:44.905+00:00DUAS FACES!<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis11P9AZFXwqkug8y9-gecP629A7QZGhkPKwdBpTmtGZaztbv0J1FiHU_h6MnahhF95Y_fdB27ylkNe5J9ARNLjTxAGINJQlm9q3QleUW1OvYJEWHITgAOULOxlpoHx6t1x_QcsjGtiyQ39jsMcFCrY_VtdLO52vjQCo9odlSeDsCPK4PNRSifvl2miOg/s320/00027156.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="213" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis11P9AZFXwqkug8y9-gecP629A7QZGhkPKwdBpTmtGZaztbv0J1FiHU_h6MnahhF95Y_fdB27ylkNe5J9ARNLjTxAGINJQlm9q3QleUW1OvYJEWHITgAOULOxlpoHx6t1x_QcsjGtiyQ39jsMcFCrY_VtdLO52vjQCo9odlSeDsCPK4PNRSifvl2miOg/s1600/00027156.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Há culturas de polígamos</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">povos com suas tradições</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">a minha é de monogâmicos</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">onde há tantos aldrabões!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Não concebo amor a três</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">a mentira tem perna curta</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">mesmo uma de cada vez</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">para quê tanta balburdia?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Confrontado, vem a mentira</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">algo que magoa bastante</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">se a outra é a bela senhora</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">a sua não deve ser rastejante!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Sem saber perdi o melhor tempo</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">num amor sem qualquer medida</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">ele por nunca me ter amado</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">ela por estar sempre escondida!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Descoberto nessa duplicidade</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">parei, terminei, mas consigo ver</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">o amor como a mais bela realidade</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">onde ninguém merece sofrer!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">Fatyly (2007)</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;">🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSm0xLYHdB7t5XimEUcWgfy4wJuUSABk94ty919HWOErc-Wq_vejUyKpzFghVNGEqBr8sbdV8tyaZ9RoFlPBidq-p-bSWo9i9GXbErHOT6dQuW8kBg28XCy3BwUhOmC9PJj-BgRPYaHmCSRxCz2u6nENnotuvo_5CLEC9SPGcspe7SYTQ7yZ8qjB_3B6I/s320/j0178632.jpg" style="clear: left; 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color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Dá cá a tua mão e anda sem olhares o passado, porque a VIDA é feita de GESTOS!</b></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Fatyly</b></span></span></p>Fatylyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18435717819403440689noreply@blogger.com16