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invited 60 friends. 26 days ago |
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Updated: The cause has raised $500.
Our support from the Foundation for Animal Aid: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid...
Hi Gang, my name is Jeff. I am a PADI open water scuba instructor and the founder of Oceanic Defense. In just over a month on facebook we have close to 3000 passionate oceanic citizens fighting for healthy aquatic ecosystems. Come join our Aquatic Army: http://www.facebook.com/OceanicDefense See you there!
Please join us stop shark poaching and finning by educating children locally in Costa Rica.
Join us at http://apps.facebook.com/causes/11916...
I personally removed a total of ninety four (94) bicycles from the river near my home. Only three rusted frames are known to remain.
I personally removed a total of ninety four (94) bicycles from the river near my home. Only three rusted frames are known to remain.
Hey everyone, I just wanted to recognize Darcy Kieran, who donated $25 to project aware. The donated money went into the total amount of donations, however Darcy's name was not added to the list of top donors. Most likely this was because of a gliche in the system. In any case, thank you Darcy, and the rest of the members of the facebook cause Project AWARE for your continuing support.
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The Little Copenhagen Mermaid.
When I was young and Santa old
And children did as they were told
I’d gaze at fish a-cycling along the Milky Way
Behind them pigs would loop the loop
As scented breezes cooled my soup
And elephants, both white and pink, a-whistling would play;
In rhubarb trees they’d build their nests,
As politicians combed their crests
While working for ‘The Populus’ throughout the live-long day.
Now Candy mountains, butter too,
Have dropped us in the Irish stew
And wine lakes, shining shore to shore, tempt us to sail away
From truth, responsibility,
And wise but dull maturity,
Straight to the sirens call are we drawn closer every day.
In pea-green boats upon a lake
of lucozade our thirst we slake
while breathing clouds of candy-floss the golden geese will lay
then we will gorge on golden eggs
as we bestride the world on legs
made out of malted-whisky kegs we flew down from Strathspey.
And foaming ‘champers’ at the mouth
We’ll strip the world from north to south
And calling Truth a blabbermouth, we’ll sing, “Calloo, Callay.”
And then the dreaded Jabberwock,
we’ll meet before we’ve taken stock
that nothing is there left to hock to pay the pipes to play
and nonsense will the last word be
at parties where the mushroom tea
is brewed by madder hats than we. Let’s desperately pray!
B.T.Phillips. 11.01.2010