Zelfs als ik laat zien
hoe 't ellende ondervraagt
is het van nee
blijf liever in zak
en as
met een ketting
aan me been
als speen
om op te sabbelen
Babbelen, bah
Grabbelen, ieuw
Kabbelen, ja
So the stream streams
It is flux
Flow
Who do you know?
Who do you know for real?
Joke what you will
or take me in the mickey
I don't care
Try to fool me
I dare you
But first
Who are you?
Who is 'you'?
Not you?
Not who you really are?
Who is it
behind the mask
the eyes
deep inside
what may be called
Fenominal flesh
Brilliant bones
Worthless tones
of thoughts?
And is this
not yet another
'speen' to suck on?
Sucks, doesn't it?
Seems to go on forever
As bucks are out of the way
As it fucks no more
As rhyming is
Stoor me maar
niet aan mijzelf
Want tis er niet
Wies rijm Piet?