Education enlarges us.

Written by Malcolm James Pugh

Our education enlarges us.

In days of old, when life was bold, And schools owned fields and land, We played serene, acted out our dreams, With nothing dangerous being banned, Now we roll in late, grossly overweight, If we even deign to show our faces, Andrepparttar clipboard man with his cardboard plan, Puts us through our non sunburned paces, Now it appears all these stark fears, And dread of falling and disaster, Sold off our fields, while they but kneeled, To a politically correct Grand Master, So though obese, we are at peace, Though consuming rubbish we can smile, Though weighed down we seldom frown Because were much safer by a mile.

What price competition, breeding attrition, What use excellence when some must lose, Theres no Einstein and no Frankenstein Theres just fat drones from which to choose, Successive generations of a nation, Robbed ofrepparttar 118196 will to be fit and bright, Brainwashed by day, to their teachers way, Mentally chained torepparttar 118197 TV all night, We were naughty and lived past forty, And still have our health and mind, For we were schooled to different rules, That seemed cruel but were kind,

Its not obscene to have a dream, Not appalling to aspire to winning, Inrepparttar 118198 past someone came last, Butrepparttar 118199 victor was not sinning, And whatever face wonrepparttar 118200 race, Whatever hand held academic prizes, The losers were slim, and usedrepparttar 118201 gym, Were not mothball wrapped oversizes, Everyone gained from competitive games, From trying to be part of an elite, You raised your sights, you sawrepparttar 118202 light, Started thinking on your own feet.


Written by VJ Gibson

Women can be sports widows when husbands take torepparttar tube, but what’s a man to do when his lady love is a hang-glider? Cyril May and Jack McDonald explore this question in their playful tune, Macho Mountain Mama on their CD, "Off The Beaten Track."

‘When warm winds fromrepparttar 118195 valleys

Sweep on uprepparttar 118196 mountain side

Whenrepparttar 118197 thermals are a pumping all around

Whenrepparttar 118198 birds are all grounded

‘Causerepparttar 118199 wind’s too rough to fly

Then Macho Mountain Mama’s up there flyin’ high.’

Inrepparttar 118200 song, Cyril’s lyrics show a real appreciation forrepparttar 118201 adventurous woman obsessed with a pastime that leaves her man far below. But a twinge of jealousy for her high-flying freedom comes through as well. The lilting instrumentals add bounce torepparttar 118202 piece, and keep our feet tapping along in time. Jack McDonald adds his special arrangements torepparttar 118203 mix, andrepparttar 118204 result is a musical romp.

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