He tells everyone he grew up here
And he's looking for poffertjis, those small
Pancakes with ice cream and
slathered in whipped cream.
we have eaten mackerel and sardines,
Pannekoeken with wine at lunch
And apple pie in an old windmill.
Dutch cheese and brown breads,
We eat soft boiled eggs for breakfast.
Today we are in sunshine,
Tomorrow we will ride our bikes
In the rain.