Jingle bells are all around
And at every corner
Christmas is found
All the shops are buzzing
And all the people
Are finaly loving
On christmas eve there’s presents everywhere
For a little girl
Theres always a bear
But is that all its about?
Next year you only throw
All the presents out
I know christmas is about giving
But it’s so ironic
Everybody loves recieving
Isnt it the Lords time of the year
Cause many years ago
A little baby had no fear
He relieved the world of all its sin
You can almost say he threw it in a bin
And all he asked in return
Was not your earthly goods
Or for you to forever burn
But only your haert soul and mind
That will forever
Be love combined
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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