Cats Soundtrack
Miscellaneous
Ghiselbert Smit
Ghiselbert Smit is not narrow cut,
oh no, rather round like a barrel.
He never goes into cafes,
at gala dinners,
because he is the Vijverberg cat!
Each of us salutes him,
when he strolls,
in his jet-black cloth coat:
No fellow meower has such folds in his trouser leg or sleeve, first class. Today, in the whole of The Hague, there is no dandy who is so adores:
Each of us gets a kick out of
a greeting or a kick from
that snow-white-sleeved Smit!
Sometimes you see me sitting
with a glass at the white,
but that's almost a favor.
And anyone who goes to Pul-
chri I consider a zero,
because the food comes before the art.
/>The trout are bluer at Oesterbar Saur.
So for seafood no Golden Head;
for game my preference goes to Le Qoq D'or,
ah, their thrush pie be praised.
In the whole of The Hague
there is today,
no dandy that people worship so much:
Each of us gets a kick out of
a greeting or a kink from
that stark white trousered -
bright white trouser -
bright white trouser Smit!
So, to his benefit
Ghiselbert's time passes -
no food The interior remained strange to him.
It wasn't already a pine tree, but
it is unmistakable that it now resembles a convex shape.
It seems almost profileless.
' It's just kilos.
And his waist is still growing every day:
But I feel patent
because I am consistent
and stable in terms of life behavior.
Wait until I will explode,
until then I will remain lord.
Says the gourmet cheerfully, and he sits down.
Because soon at 't Noordeinde
- it's spring - there are
the gaiters are hail again -
gaiters are hail again -
gaiters are snow white again!
Toedeloe!

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