whats ours is yours
we are now friends.
Welcome. Sit and take a seat,
non, non not there,
you'll smell our feet!
Perhaps some wine
or maybe a bier?
Would you like la football on
so you can cheer?
Ohh horr horr horr,
a rare French joke.
We usually shrug,
are staring folk.
You always smile,
and laugh and mock
as you come on la metro
a barbant sheep flock.
You always get lost,
ask "Parlez vous Anglais?"
and smile at us,
getting in the way.
Would you like a baguette?
How about fromage?
Or some awkward French talk:
"Tu est Quelle age?"
How about closer to home;
some poisson est frites?
Or maybe a fry up
to go to those round hips?
How about a bike ride
or a tour of le eiffel?
Please visit la louvre,
merci Mademoisselle.
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