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To: Original Mad Dog who wrote (7085)4/22/2003 5:33:44 PM
From: Poet  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 7689
 
I guess this means you've betrayed our friendship by going back on the diet wagon.

-g



To: Original Mad Dog who wrote (7085)4/22/2003 5:54:50 PM
From: Lazarus_Long  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 7689
 
Cholesterol. Plaque. Coronary arteries. Bypass surgery.

How do you feel now? :-)



To: Original Mad Dog who wrote (7085)4/22/2003 6:39:26 PM
From: Original Mad Dog  Respond to of 7689
 
On the CD player....

Where Do The Children Play?
Cat Stevens (fka some Greek name I forgot, nka Yusuf Islam), from Tea for the Tillerman (1970)

Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes.
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.
Switch on summer from a slot machine.
Yes, get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything.

I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.
For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas.
And you make them long, and you make them tough.
But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off.

Oh, I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?

Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air.
But will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there?
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die?

I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?