An Onehorn (steenkolen Engels zelf gemaakt)

I was aan it walken

When I an onehorn saw

I will with it talken

But it was dogsdoll

Maybe had he hunger

Because he is not very dik

Maybe maked eaten him stronger

And then gift he my a lick

I willde him an appel given

But then sed someone my name, Dean

On the moment that i the appel willde given

i opened my eyes en it was a dream. 

Eva Harteveld