Twelve Days of Krismoss
He he he he he he he he he —– cough, cough
On the twelfth day of Krismoss
my true love sent to me:
Twelve Shebeens a Drinking
Eleven Prosecutors Pimping
Ten State owned companies a captured
Nine Best friends daughters
Eight Jets a landing
Seven hundred and eighty three fraud charges
Six Firepools a bubbling
Five Security Chickens
Four Cattle Kraals
Three Gupta Brothers
Two Presidential Terms
and a MaNtuli in a Poison Tree
