Garden of gluttony by Manuel Kneepkens

Garden of gluttony On cool summer nights when the family noisily dispatched raw herring, followed by asparagus with butter sauce steak, salad, chips, and as desert strawberries, cream, mocha and custard then they heaved, the aunts, like peonies, or gaseous balloons on sticks, on the swell of their giggling in all  their tender bosoms Wagner cooed audibly they drank wine after wine until every head looked like pope pius XII in the Holy Year so pale! then finally uncle after uncle, blind drunk, bade farewell and every aunt's creamy backside rocked away only the night remained, that very old lady that peacock-blue fan before the lonely smile of the universe god of the butterflies, then you slept! the windows open, costly dreams fell prey (Original title: 'Tuin van eetlust' - From: 'Tuin van eetlust', 1976 - Uitgeverij De Bezige Bij, Amsterdam)

Manuel Kneepkens [1942]