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Tetas tetas tetas tetas tetas tetas yah
Tetas tetas tetas tetas tetas tetas huh?

Ey Flemish, Flemish, Flemiiish
Oh we recording already?
Yeah man

Epistle to Derroll

Donovan

For Little Ones

1967

oceans
I am a star, most famed,
Many 'leggys' have I lost
And many have I gained,
Strange to say quite recently
I've been to FlemiSH Land
And if you are

Epistle to Derroll

Donovan

Banjoman: A Tribute to Derroll Adams

2002

oceans
I am a star, most famed,
Many 'leggys' have I lost
And many have I gained,
Strange to say quite recently
I've been to FlemiSH Land
And if you are

true.

This one's in Flemish 
With the long words underlined
All these maps, some kid has scribbled on
Erotica and romance
Stained and broken-spined

a tribute to the south

Bruges, Antwerp, Ghent forever in my hearts
Representing medieval Flemish pride
Brave Teutonic, French and English knights
Thy shining

red flemish ale and a cigar
As we stare into the burning sun, that will in great strides outlive the world that we are

Haring’s immersive frames, over-populated by dancing figures, and the dim, macabre hellscapes, groaning with sin, and conjured by the anachronistic Flemmish

packed and our stomach too

Feel the flemish Trappist booze flowing through my veins
When the Lille moonshine we won't mass in Vain The British sound ring

THE DESTINY,
LET’S SEARCH FOR THE GOOD LUCK.

A FLEMISH PARK
BRINGS US TO HELL,
THERE WE CAN LAY ON DEVIL’S HAND,

LET US EMBARK THE LAST SHIP
THAT FLIES SO

Cain
I'm a brick wall more than that, a flemish bond with a cap
Jefferson said to keep on his hat
Anything less than that and your dome'll get cracked
I

on the wall
A single sailing ship shelters in a Flemish port
The sky is growing darker with a fast-approaching storm
A father and son rowing hard, trying

at everyone as he tried to learn Flemish

Ah! He just could not resist her
Even though he knew she was a Belgian weightlifter

You didn't need
To be Hercule

a blemish 
Just started speaking some Flemish 
I made it rain out in Belgium 
I had to turn off the television 
Had me going blind like the Melvins 
Now this

They're backstabbers, monica Seles
No tennis, the OJs playas
I make a slow entrance
Language at odds like French and Flemish
I’m sippin’ a Belgian
You can

Flemish

You be speaking in these different languages I don’t understand

Like what are you supposed to mean by maybe

Are you being playful or not trying

sans dolphin
C'est poisson sans shark fin
Chopped up eel in Flemish green
Heaven knows where that eel has been

From the docks of Warsaw
To the banks

to the container park.
For me no Flemish lion, no Brussels Iris or a Walloon rooster.
They involved the park's boss, the director, in the discussion.
He had

of yours?

Ah ah ah!
The fuck are you?
Flemish? French? German?
Nobody knows
Nobody cares
You fucking joke

C'était quoi ça?
C'était un gros accent à couper

goods of finest Flemish 
stocks and smocks without a blemish, these and more 
I have to show. See my wares before you go! Story books 
from learned Milan,

and cage, broke into the play and shot up the stage
Made beautiful arrangements, then smile proud and brazen

Bartered little dollars and change
The Flemish

perhaps storm 10 later in Dover.
Wintry showers.
Poor.
Pas op! The Flemish fleece megalosaur.
Portland.
Plymouth.
Shannon.
Biscay.
Southwest 1, occasionally

At a tourney in Frankia
Innocent, Bishop of Rome
Flemish knights and second sons
Had convinced to leave their homes
Promising Jerusalem
And salvation

Kinderhook Hoopskirt Works

Rasputina

Sister Kinderhook

2010

On one side was Albany Avenue
On the other side a rushing creek
Laid in Flemish bond
Three stories high, a fortress of brick
This was a place

by our Flemish masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago

I listen to the northwind

Losing myself in childlike dreams

Watch the eternal rivers