Showing posts with label stereotype. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stereotype. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 March 2009

Bonne Journee.

Bonjour Madame, cava? Bien!
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.