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Poem

Ingrid Jonker

YOU HAVE TRICKED ME

You’ve tricked me Dolie
you’ve cheated me like hell
my heart o little gooseberry
has shrivelled in its shell

The pastors say oh surely no
my mum says go away
my granny thinks oh heavens
our help has gone astray

But Dolie bokkie baby
you turned me down it’s true
in vain I grow my little days
like chickens all for you

No matter that I offer you
a fig with day-break’s tan
last night o my attatjie
you had another man

My tame owl and my mongrel
they howl through nights and days
but Dolie bokkie baby
we howl one word always

Jy’t my gekierang

Jy’t my gekierang

Jy’t my gekierang Dolie
jy’t my gefop
my hart o appelliefie
verdroë in sy dop

Die predikant sê agge nee
my ma sê agga gwaan
my ouma dink weg wêreld
waar kom ons ook vandaan

Maar Dolie bokkie baby
jy’t my verstoot
al maak ek ook my daggies
nes kuikens vir jou groot

Al gee ek jou die dagbreek
se rooywang-vy
jy’t laasnag – o my attatjie!
met ‘n ander man gevry

My brakhond en my mak uil
tjank groot en wyd
maar Dolie bokkie baby
ons tjank een woord altyd
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YOU HAVE TRICKED ME

You’ve tricked me Dolie
you’ve cheated me like hell
my heart o little gooseberry
has shrivelled in its shell

The pastors say oh surely no
my mum says go away
my granny thinks oh heavens
our help has gone astray

But Dolie bokkie baby
you turned me down it’s true
in vain I grow my little days
like chickens all for you

No matter that I offer you
a fig with day-break’s tan
last night o my attatjie
you had another man

My tame owl and my mongrel
they howl through nights and days
but Dolie bokkie baby
we howl one word always

YOU HAVE TRICKED ME

You’ve tricked me Dolie
you’ve cheated me like hell
my heart o little gooseberry
has shrivelled in its shell

The pastors say oh surely no
my mum says go away
my granny thinks oh heavens
our help has gone astray

But Dolie bokkie baby
you turned me down it’s true
in vain I grow my little days
like chickens all for you

No matter that I offer you
a fig with day-break’s tan
last night o my attatjie
you had another man

My tame owl and my mongrel
they howl through nights and days
but Dolie bokkie baby
we howl one word always
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