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’n Oorspronklike interpretasie van Karnaval: op hierdie sierwa was ‘n Kar na (sy) val te sien tydens die straat-optog van Luka!

Crispin Clay's Speech at Luka

Luderitz, so ein Witz! What a place to sing to! -
Vogelsang shoulda Bin Hung for what he dropped us into! Guaano!!

Right! Since our last great LuKa blast, what gives in Luderitz?
Rife diamond smuggling, muggings, sordid rapes, barbaric shits.
The Sand Hotel is dwindling - but now Zincville spreads apace,
While sharks gobble up Shark Island   Di-as Point‘s a tourist ace.
Industrial Park is booming, in boxes-like-mushrooms in spring,
For others, foreclosure‘s now looming or happened with Perfek timing.
Our fish have deserted our waters so factories close for some weeks
Since most of our shops are fish-parasites our graphs show more troughs than peaks.

Conspirators on bikes with a shotgun??!
That‘s the norm in Beirut and Baghdad
But who would have thought they‘re in Luderitz? -
Some idiots it seems would have dared
To kidnap our kids and our old-folk
But thanks to our roadblock we‘re spared
Such trauma with the lesson - my motto -
Don;t pavic, be awake, Be prepared... and so on...

The sky fell in for months last year with water everywhere
And Koichab Pan looked like the Cape with wheat and maize I swear;
Cruise-liners lining up to gawp, leave nothing in our tills,
As future railways inch their way through dunes and plains and hills;
Now Agate Beach Resort evolves - the first of several such -
As Plietz‘s Pitstops Four by Four to fix that burnt-out clutch
For dune-beginners castaways that really don‘t know much;
Check our water-reclamation plant, the ency of the West,
and traffic-calming bumps to break the axles of the best.
While brave town councilloes have fun - dhennigans abound -
But Klein Aus Vista, Nest and Zum win accolades all round;
Congrats 3 Ingrids then: The Zum‘s, the Town Clerk and the Doctor -
May her pet hyenas now enjoy those carcasses that mocked her!

Ja, Luderitz so ein Witz...

This year, Centenary‘s the thing - from Aus to MTC
Well Aus sure EMPTIED Luderitz - last Easter - what a spree!
The loco chased those cyclists down tat splendid slope to Garup
Then what a shock: they had to chase   the loco all-e-way back-up!

So what have >I< done that you might call fun?
Reunions galore when my Dad cracked HIS TON!
And my son wed his wife now they‘ve just launched their son
And named him surprisingly NOT Engelsman
Nor Luka, nor WiKa, nor Kus-Ka none
Of THOSE but OSCAR that‘s the one! Witvleis of iets? Zum Wohle!

Then from all a-round the world two hundrednsixteen flags unfurled
At the Scout Centenary Jamboree - where forty thousand kids plus me
All making friends, and having fun, and for a change in boiling sun.
We saw even more than ever before How to fight ills without any pills
Getting ypoungsters and teens off the streets and the screens
With a goal that is shared round the world - Be Prepared!

So Luderitz - give us your kids - huge diamond fields to camp on!
Vogelsang had his fun - it‘s now their turn - and so on...

Now, though I‘ve had my bottle store years rising thirty four
I‘ve travelled far and will before I fly the winds lots more -
And so my friends my doggerel ends in feelings quite bizarre
The world goes wobbling on and on With Lud‘ritz still the star
There aint no heaven around on earth But here is not so bad -
Ten LuKa prove we have MIRTH - we‘re not all just wind-mad;
We‘ve entertained the powers that be, and Kingsley Holgate too -
And they survived our gentle breeze - and likely so will you.
So we hope our guests will come again in busses, planes - or trucks
For winds don‘t BLOW in Luderitzbucht   It‘s Walvis Bay that sucks!

Luderitz, so ein Witz! What a place to sing to -
Vogelsang shoulda bin hung for what he dropped us into - GUANO!!