Die Kerstyd kom nader
Dan sal die familie weer vergader
Om ‘n heerlike Kersete
Die meisies se figure vergete
Hoender-, skaap-, vark- en beesvleis
En groot skottels rys
‘n Groot bak slaai
Vars vis direk van die kaai
Daar’s wyn vir Afrika
Almal het bygedra
Die wyn gee glo eetlus
Maar dit lyk eerder of dit, dit blus
‘n Gepeusel hier en ‘n gepeusel daar
die kos lyk darm gaar
van die kos bly baie oor
van die wyn bly niks oor
Sy kyk na die leë bottels wyn
In haar oë sien jy die pyn
‘Jy sal my nooit weer kry
om ‘n Kersete te berei’.
L.C.J. Engelbrecht
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