Poem About France

A is for Antoinette, first name Marie
B is for Bon Jour, good night in Paree
C is for Cake, Marie said to eat it
D is for Dejeuner, lunch, you can't beat it
E is for Escargot, snails for the dining
F is for France, now quit all your whining
G is for Giscard-D'Estaing, the prime minister
H is for Hillbillies, toothless and sinister
I is for Imbecile, the same in both languages
J is for John, that's me, bring me sandwiches
K is for Kennedy, revered by the Frenchies
L is for Louvre, where all art is stenchy
M is for Merci Beaucoup, that means thanks
N is for Normandy, stormed by us Yanks
O is for Ocelot trapped in the pipes
P is for Paris, the city of lights
Q is for Que Pasa, that means what's up
R is for Renoir, he is what's up
S is for Sacre Bleu, an expression
T is for Though the French often seem aloof and even patronizing, they are actually very loyal friends when you get to know them. Sure it takes a while but friendship really means something over there
U is for Underwear, Frenchies don't wear it
V is for Vichysoisse, just gotta share it
W? Women, they all like to dance
X is for X-Ray, go get one in France
Y is for Yves St. Laurent, a designer
Z is for Zither, nothing sounds finer

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