To Dutch, my friend of gaming fame,
Who loves to play with skill and flame,
I dedicate this verse to thee,
And hope thou wilt remember me.

Thou art a master of the screen,
No foe can match thy wit and spleen,
Thou dost not fear to face the odds,
And laugh at all the lesser gods.

But when thou needst a break from war,
Thou hast a pastime I adore,
Thou tak'st thy pumpkins large and round,
And hurl'st them from the highest ground.

O how I love to watch them fly,
Like comets in the autumn sky,
They soar above the waterfall,
And splash into the pool withal.

What joy it is to share this sport,
With thee, my friend, of good report,
No matter what the world may say,
Thou art a poet in thy way.

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