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(Well - not really )

Many.......... many years ago
In a foreign land all white with snow
A man came up with a wonderous thought
As every day through the drifts he fought.
He felled a tree, and then took 2 branches
To help him through the avalanches
Strapped two pieces to his feet
Then started skiing down the street.
The townsfolk cheered him every day
As he struggled hard to make his way
But soon they too we're felling trees
To make their own first pair of skis.

The news then travelled far and wide
Of a way to decend the mountainside
And people from the world all over
Began to visit Pamporovo
Now all these years have whistled by
And many folk have come to try
This cultured way of having fun
Just skiing down a piested run.

But now our sport is not unique
'Cause now there is a new technique
Dispel one ski, the young guys roared
And go for it on just one board.
Turning, twisting, flying, jumping
Nerves of steel and hearts a pumping
Boarding where no one's been before
Defying death.......then back for more.

So as we go....... where the snowclouds fall
Spare a thought for the guy who began it all
For had he not invented the ski
What a miserable lot we all would be.
Have fun this year, be it board or ski
And maybe spend some time with me
We share this special winters love
to fly the mountains on the wings of a Dove.

The snow will stay when you depart
But Bulgaria will steal your heart
And never will it give it back,
It broke the day you had to pack
And leave the land that brought such fun,
To you, and me, and everyone.
So cherish every skiing day,
and enjoy it all in every way,
For be you young or in your prime,
your sure to have a smashing time.
Just keep yor smile a metre wide,
As you frolic in the countryside.
Don't leave Bulgaria with a sorry tear,
just book again and return next year!

PP