SÊNE Poem by Elmar Kuiper
SÊNE
yn it reuzerêd gûlt in brutsen frijer.
yn 'e sweefmole gibelet in blondine.
"aksje!"
in kûgel rekket de gûlbek sabeare.
hy moat in bloedkapsule trochbite
foar it dramatyske effekt.
"aksje!"
hy lipket syn ynleine wurdsjes.
sy ferstiet him net.
it reade spul komt te bluisterich út 'e mûle.
de sêne moat noch in kear oer.
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