⁠From Ookiep to De Aar
Me an' my trusty friend 'ave 'ad,
⁠As you might say, a war;
But seein' what both parties done
⁠Before 'e owned defeat,
I ain't more proud of 'avin' won,
⁠Than I am pleased with Piet.
⁠⁠Ah there, Piet!—picked up be'ind the drive!
⁠⁠The wonder wasn't 'ow 'e fought, but 'ow 'e kep' alive,
⁠⁠With nothin' in 'is belly, on 'is back, or to 'is feet—
⁠⁠I've known a lot o' men behave a dam' sight worse than Piet.

No more I'll 'ear 'is rifle crack
⁠Along the block'ouse fence—
The beggar's on the peaceful tack,
⁠Regardless of expense.
For countin' what 'e eats an' draws,
⁠An' gifts an' loans as well,
'E's gettin' 'alf the Earth, because