Ostende

Hupsa! jonker Jan,     Die wel ruiter worden kan.     Boon tidings to der Breitmann came     Ash he at table end,     Deres right goot fisch at Blankenberghe,     Und oysters in Ostend.     Denn to Ostland ve will reiten gaen,     To Ostland oer de sand,     Dou und I mit pridle drawn     For dere ish de oyster land.     Und vhen dey shtood bei Ostersee,     Vhere de waters roar like sin,     Dere coom five hundert fischer volk     To dake der Breitmann in.     Gotts doonder! Should ve doomple down     Amoong de waters plue,     I kess youd vant more help from me     Dan I should vant from you!     If you hat peen vhere I hafe peen     Und see vot I hafe see,     Vhere de surf rise oop nine tausend feet,     In de land of Nieuw Jarsie     Und schwimmed dat surf ash I hafe schwimmed,     Peside de Jersey stran     From dat day fort de Ostland men     Shdeered glear of der Breitemann.     Boot von ding set him schvearin so,     I dinked hed nefer cease,     De Ostend oysters kostet more     In Ostend als Paris.     Hans asked an anciendt fisherman,     To splain dis if he may,     Und says he, Mijn Heer deyre beter hier     Als ein hundert leagues afay.     Und as de oysters beter hier     Of course dey kostet more     Der Breitmann dook his bilcrim shdaff,     Und toorned him to de toor.     Says Hans, De Vlaemsche fischermen     Can sheat de vorldt I pet     Dey sheaten von anoder too,     Alls fisch to a Dutchmans net.     Der king peginned a palace hier,     De palace hat to shtop,     He foundt de beoples sheaten so     He gife de bildin oop.     Aldough das Leben hier ish goot,     Ad least Ostend-sibly     So shpoke der Breitemann und cut     Dat city py de sea.