BEASTLY TALES

THE FRENCH CONNECTION

“You speak French, do you not?” Asked Mr McBride.
“Oui, petit cochon,” Miss Croydon replied.
McBride did not understand the French of this wench.
He smiled, showing his teeth, and those he did clench.
“Oui, little Prince,” that’s what it does mean.”
“And, by the “little”, we don’t wish to demean.”
Later he was told, “cochon” means Pig.
McBride said he didn’t care, didn’t give a fig!
“If people wish to be rude to me,”
“They’ll not be a prude that’s invited to tea!”

“Oui, oui, voulez-vous coucher avec moi Momselle?”
“How dare you, now! I don’t know you so well!”
“Exactement! I need to get to know you?”
“That is what we both need. Parlez vous?”
“Bon. Vive la difference. Oui, c’est vrai, It is true!”
“Alors, belle epoque,” le myterieux, it is solved.”
“We will never know these things, if we don’t get involved.”
“Attendez, when do we start?”
“Let us go to the Gallery, to look at some art!”
“Merci, merci, merci! Thank you so much,”
“I’ll pay for the bill, or would you prefer to go Dutch?”
“If we don’t get to know each other, we will not go far.”
“I tell you this truly, n’est-ce pas!”
“Mon ami, le mysterieux, it is solved.”
“Just so long as we’re together, so much involved!”
“Exactement, you hit the nail on the head!”
“We surely wouldn’t have so much fun, if were dead.”

“Oui, precisement! The challenge, c’est enorme.”
“Now that we’re introduced, let us perform.”
“The light Fantastic, that is the ticket,”
“We don’t want to be foiled by a sticky wicket!”
And so they sought verily, their skill to advance.
Their social skill, to take a chance
“Sacre Blue,” we have been so remiss
“Let us, before we dance, share a sweet kiss!”