A Poem

A SMALL POEM FOR VLISSINGEN
Zo de wind waait, waait z’n jasje 
As the wind blows, so does his jacket
(i.e. He will jump on any bandwagon)
Dutch Proverb
To light a cigarette with a candle
Kills a sailor, they say, in Vlissingen:
Aan kust sea and sky dance a light tango,
Ships now close sail for a pale horizon
Where tobacco can be smoked any way.

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