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BKB!!

Oh Katerina
Juan
Will you blog again?
We miss your merry quips,
Your films to go see tips.

We need your web presence
More than Christmas presents

So get online once more
Or I'll send crap poems through your door

Every

Day


Kate hasn't blogged for ages and WE MISS YOU..

so go to her site

http://thenewadventuresofkate.blogspot.com

and leave a comment.

To add your voice to the campaign, sign the official campaign petition blog. To add your name and comment, email it to rachwarwick.blogkateblog@blogger.com and it will automatically be published.

Please spread the word about the campaign by adding the following to your website and/or blog:

Just copy and paste the html from here, replace the [s and ]s with triangle brackets and copy it into your own site...

[a href="http://judesmith.blogspot.com/2006/01/bkb.html"][img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/RachelW/BKB.jpg" alt="Join the BKB campaign"][/a]


Join the BKB campaign

Comments

Jude said…
Get a BKB button for your own blog or website.

Just copy and paste the html from here, replace the [s and ]s with triangle brackets and copy it into your own site...

[a href="http://thenewadventuresofkate.blogspot.com"][img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/RachelW/BKB.jpg" alt="Join the BKB campaign"][/a]

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