Ek hoor hul gesels en lag en drink
As hulle weereens 'n doppie skink
Vir eers gaan dit nog goed
Maar later sal hulle boet
Saggies, saggies, tree hy nader
Ongesiens om my vergader
Dan slaan hy op my toe
Sonder 'n Ba of 'n Boo..
Hoe later hoe kwater sê jy my
Eers sal die dronkheid na my vry
Later skop hy hard aan my
Totdat ek my nie kan bevry
Saggies streel sy vingers my
En voor ek my kan kry
Is ek braaf soos tien
En deel uit aan wie dit verdien….
L.C.J. Engelbrecht
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