5 December 2008

2008.Dec.A Merry Sinterklass in Linguistic Department~

A short poem for Sinterklaas


It was many and many a month ago,In a kingdom of tea and silk.

That a jongen there lived whom you may know,By the name of Liquan Liu.

Li means politeness, Quan means cute,Given name's always Liu.

Hardly can his mind keep mute,Dialects he speaks a few.

Wu Language is his mother tongue,In ancient which was sung.

You might have heard one among them,the world heritage - Opera Kun.

One day he feels like flying free,Changing his lifelong theme.

To realize his simple silly sweet,Spectacular splendid dream.

Once upon a time he got passion,On languages denoting things.

A light's in his heart with intuition,To find out what that means.

So he stared at the world map on the wall,And located some place exotic.

And the truth's not always what he thought,Cauz the destination's quite erotic.

A country somewhere on the other side,On the world map where he found.

And he flew in August on a kite,To a place named Nederland.


He enters the hallway of Janskerkorf 13,The department of Linguistics.

There he feels like back to seventeen,And meet with dozen psychics.

Psycholinguists are what he means,As normal as human being.

Most of them in the dungeon sing, Along the famous fancy machines.

The UFO's in the garden of building,Where all the aliens gather for lunch.

Or they go there for discussing,Each other's theory with a punch.

Before he came Liquan knows nothing,Of the immense Linguistic sea.

Now he knows anaphors and binding,And a different kind of tree.

He feels pleasure in Utrecht studying,Except for the rainy days.

Or the supermarket's 10 times pricing,A true crime he has to say.

He likes the teachers who are really smart,Or likes to play with their hair.

He gets confused with those who say bye,When he asks a simple why.

The function of Eddy's brain and mind,Is too quick to be a human kind.

Iris is not staying in your eyes,Instead she's in the garden or lab.

Rene is funny, you shouldn't miss,He ranks Number One in my loveliness.

Eric, this names sounds familiar,Every fellow guy he will take care.

Thanks for helping class choosing Mr Baauw,Allow me to bow right now.

Maaike talks to computer every day,Back home she must talk to family.

Sergey seems prefer brain surgery,in a relevant mild tender way.

Peter Coopmans is a very busy man,In LA he has lots of fans.

William Philip doesn't work for Philips,he spend time with puppets and kids.

Every story has an end,And goodbye my fellow friends.

Thanks all, teachers and classmates,Ik hou van jullie, I say.

And A Very Merry Sinterklaas day.

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