The First Afrikaans Poem I Learned…

Ouma en Oupa sit op die stoep
.

Oupa gee ‘n harde poep
.

Ouma vra, “Wat maker?”

Oupa se, “My maag is seer!”

Ouma se, “Eet ‘n peer.”

Oupa se, “Dan poep ek weer!”

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