| It whooshes, a scrunch | |
| rustles around in the shrubs -- | |
| and the wind growls cold. | |
| Het fezelt, een knerp | Es säuselt, ein Knirsch |
| knistert door 't kreupelhout -- | raschelt herum im Gesträuch -- |
| en de wind knoert koud. | und der Wind knurrt kalt. |
Amsterdam, 2016-11-12
#44 - Tom Puss and The Guise (Marten Toonder)
Poem for Mr. Bumble's birthday
#44 - Tom Poes en Mom Bakkesz. (tiers 1296-1372)
Also in story 75 and in the collection "Hanezang" ("Cock Song", 1987)
Collection: Puss & Lord
Keyword: Wind
Keyword: Autumn^
Tribute to: Toonder, Marten
