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I love babyz, and so I've created this site to share my passion. Here you'll find tips on how to look after your babyz, adoptions and much much more, just take a look and you'll see.
I would just like to say that if you experience any problems I apoligise. This is just a new site and I am still working on it. I would be very thankfull if you could e-mail me with any problems you have or any mistakes I have made. Please do not e-mail me for the sake of it as all e-mails will be ignored. I hope you enjoy my site.
Thanks,
Sarah
This is my fav site. It's all about cyber pets. Go on it, it's gr8
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This is a poem written by one of my friend just two days before the war spech was to be given to decide weather we would go to war:
48 hours.
Forty - Eight.
Two times twenty - four.
Counting down.
48,47,46,45.....
Counting down to the abollition of peace,
The destruction of our people,
The masacaar of innocents.
48 hours.
Forty - Eight.
Two times twenty - four.
Two times twenty - four....
Untill we go to war.
N Geraghty - In Memory Of The Days Leading To The Iraqi War.
"The Americans were looking for a smoking gun. We found it. But it wasn't in Iraq."
N Geraghty
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