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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399437" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ballade of André Stander</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a valiant bank robber, who was well known, <br>who scorned to earn a living as policeman<br>and after robbing bank after bank became renown<br>admired by every man and every woman</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chorus<br>as a captain of police he knew them inside out<br>and the papers, even the TV-news published his deeds and robberies <br>about hitting four banks even five in one day, without a sweat or shout<br>and just walking in and collecting like you would do for groceries.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he took a aeroplane to Durban and went visiting<br>but did not get near to the beach or the sea<br>was fishing at the banks, casting <br>sacks over counters in merry glee</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and disguised, a master of the art<br>nobody could touch him or so it seemed<br>and with their money they did have to part<br>when and where he deemed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but betrayed by his police mate, <br>a fellow policeman in whom he did confess, <br>a fastidious man some people hate<br>left André Stander in a great mess</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that lead to his arrest<br>and he met some other friends and suddenly they were three, <br>but he wasn’t for long the government’s guest<br>and then all three of them robbed joyfully</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until a working girl, the prostitute kind, <br>who kiss and squeeze <br>got it into her mind<br>to notify the good old police</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for a awesome reward<br>and thought that they would be caught, <br>that she would be renowned get some award, <br>but good great André Stander disappeared into the naught.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the good old great USA they gunned him down<br>shot him with a shotgun, blew off his head<br>more scared of him then their own<br>made certain that he was dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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and after robbing bank after bank became renown
admired by every man and every woman

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