Far beyond their home towns and their home countryside
The heroes to many are known far and wide
But the hero to many is not everyone's hero in truth one can say
Everyone does not love you life works in this way
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From the book of life we do learn every day
And we learn as we live it is always this way
And we age rather quickly beyond our lives prime
Oflife so much to learn in so little time
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In green Shannaknuck where the Cails waters flow
In a rushy field a cock pheasant crow
His cucking hoarse voice to hear an unmistakeable thing
A territorial and mating call in the prime of the Spring
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Why ask me who is or who is not a poet
Or who should be called worthy of literary note
I am not a literary critics or one with literary degrees
And as is said of knowledge it does not grow on trees
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Voted the World's most liveable small town
Just one of it's many claims to renown
Port Fairy a short walk to the Pacific shore
As a holiday destination for the wealthy in their thoughts to the fore
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Of my first homeplace from here far north and far away
I only do have fading memories today
Though those i knew then as young in my memory remain
I may not recognize them if i ever meet them again
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You may be a strong man quite as strong as two
But remember there is always one stronger than you
You may be the biggest and strongest in your side of the town
And this seems a justifiable claim to renown
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In this nuclear age would you not agree
That we are only one mistake away from World war three
And a nuclear war to humanity would come at a huge cost
When millions if not billions of human lives would be lost
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The very thought mind appeasing is how it seems to be
Of our calmer moments of peace with harmony
Imagine sitting at a table on the balcony of a cafe overlooking the sea
Alone with your thoughts enjoying coffee or cake and tea
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