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Comments about Gary Jurgens
Found In The Archives Of A British-South African Gentlemen's Club
Things have not changed in a few hundred years! ! ! ! !
Ye kaffre is a noisesome thinge
Which stinketh in ye gloome
And every time it entereth in
Ye knowe tis in the roome.
It breaketh everye lyttle thinge
Which cometh to its hande
And of ye niceties of life
It doth not understande.
It eateth like ye hungrye steede
And stealeth by its habit
It loveth lazing all daye longe
And breedeth like ye rabbit.
It danceth like ye dervish wilde
It chanteth loude and longe
It sweateth in ye burninge sun
And maketh ghastly ...