Tux The Magic Penguin Version 0.1 Tux, the magic penguin, written up in C frolicked in the server space with licences liberee Joe the average user loved that rebel bird and processed text and played with games, Word documents and stuff Tux, the magic penguin, written up in C frolicked in the server space with licence liberee Tux, the magic penguin, code communitee moved on into the user space and did it openly Together they would travel in webspace fearlessly laughing at each virus, worm and crack they see Noble kings and princes, both proles and bourgoisie joined our Joe the user from in Gnome or K-D-E CHORUS The secret of the penguin is a licence that is free not just low in price tag but granting liberty Instead of ruthless tactics, monopolise and clutch he makes the whole pie bigger, perhaps it's just too much CHORUS An idea lives forever, but not so companies in cut and thrust stock markets, no thank you and no please one grey night it happened, the last sucker paid no more the ruthless cut-throat greedy men were forced to shut their door The penguin was too busy, to waste tears upon their fate the pretty new hyped features, for his foes were far too late but without the closed up systems, without the secret files the penguin and his users were free to set new styles! CHORUS Sing this to the tune of Puff the Magic Dragon. If any other tunes fit, please let me know. Copyright © 2002 Leon Brooks . Permission is granted to copy, distribute and/or modify this document under the terms of the GNU Free Documentation License, Version 1.1 or any later version published by the Free Software Foundation; a copy of the full licence is available on the internet at http://www.gnu.org/licenses/fdl.html