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A 'Burg' Too Far

A 'Burg' Too Far

The 'burg' in Johannesburg means town,
the 'berg' in Drakensberg means mountain;
therefore, Laura Kuenssberg is a mountain,
and all the other 'bergs,' albeit may be Jewish.

'What's in a name,' William Shakespeare inquired,
quite a lot, when you really think about it all,
dislike rears it's ugly head, that silly 'rural' again,
in some cases, I would be welcomed to the community. 

If I have an English name, I could be accused
of invading the Holy Lands, for Allah's sake, get over it;
'That which we call a rose by any other name,'
'would smell as sweet,' can not associate with Montague,

Still, we'll keep a welcome in the lovely hillside,
but that happens to be ours, not really theirs.

NB. Laura Kuenssbetg 
        is the. BBC's TV
        political editor.  

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Terry Reeves

Hi Greg,
Thanks so much.
Love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Gwendoline

Hi Terry, 
We are judged on so many outside parts before anyone really gets to know the real person inside. It is sad 

Nice write 
Gwen x

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Terry Reeves

Hi Gwen,
Tis true.
​​​​​Thanks so much,
love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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