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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rinkhals in Muckleneuk Ridge</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We were living in the mansion<br>in Muckleneuk Ridge<br>when Heinrich wheeled the <br>rubbish bin out to the street<br>to leave it for the collectors, <br>and the red haired neighbour woman<br>started to shout at him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was just getting out of my Volkswagen Polo<br>and within a minute I was there<br>like a avenging angel, <br>telling her to leave the boy alone<br>and that the pavement<br>doesn’t belong to her<br>and that we have got the right<br>to put out the rubbish bin <br>for the rubbish collectors.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She got red with anger in her face, <br>hissed like a snake trying to spit<br>and cursed me in English<br>and I told her to get lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That woman was aquatically<br>quite funny and always dressed<br>in a track suit, <br>(as if she had no other <br>type of clothes) <br>living in a dilapidated house<br>like a hermit<br>with rusting sink plate roof<br>and weeds standing knee high<br>in her garden<br>in that rich man’s neighbourhood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was when the dogs<br>tried to catch a half grown coucal<br>which the wind had blown<br>out of its nest<br>and I jumped down the steps<br>of some terraces <br>to rescue the poor thing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I and that wild bird<br>got to love each other<br>and it would start to scream<br>with excitement as soon<br>as it heard my car<br>coming near</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that Heinrich trapped a venomous <br>ring-neck spitting cobra<br>in our garden<br>and I wanted to kill it<br>and you said<br>that even snakes <br>have a right to live.<br> <br>I told you that the snake<br>was apt to kill somebody<br>as I was leaving for work<br>and you took the kids<br>to let it free in the field, <br>(or so I was told) , </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but a few days later<br>that utterly rude woman<br>was really surprised<br>and screamed for her life<br>when a snake hissed at her<br>spitting in her eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Rinkhals = ring-neck spitting cobra.]</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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