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About This Poem
SMAAK STUKKEND
Daylight dwindled and the sky was ablaze
with colours so warm that memory blistered,
I sipped hanepoot, recalling meeker days,
nearby, a couple grazed on koeksisters.
She, though choty goty, was wholly dof,
treating her date like he was her boet,
when his eyes said I can’t get enough,
he, as smaak stukkend as a mal poet.
Ag! How I regret the chances not taken,
a lover left waiting, sweetness not pressed.
Damn those who sleep! We must awaken
each slap gat heart that aches for a caress.
I turned to her and sighed, “He’s a lekker!”
Then I mouthed to him, “Moegoe! Just kiss ‘er!”
South African words I've used
hanepoot -- a type of wine
graze-- to eat
Koeksisters -- a type of fried pastry
choty goty -- pretty girl
dof-- stupid
boet -- male friend
smaak stukkend -- to love madly
mal -- crazy
press -- ahem, to have sex
slap gat -- lazy arse
Ag!-- Oh!
lekker -- great, good, wonderful
moegoe -- stupid/coward
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