Harry Graham: France
The natives here remark »Mon Dieu!«»Que voulez-vous?« »Comment ça va?«»Sapristi! Par exemple! Un peu!«»Tiens donc! Mais qu'est-ce que c'est que ça?«They shave one portion of their dogs,And live exclusively on frogs.They get excited very quick,And crowds will gather before longIf you should stand and wave your stickAnd shout, »À bas le Presidong!«Still more amusing would it beTo say, »Conspuez la Patrie!«
The French are so polite, you know,They take their hats off very well,And, should they tread upon your toe,Remark, »Pardon, Mademoiselle!«And you would gladly bear the painTo see them make that bow again.Their ladies too have got a wayWhich even curates can't resist;'Twould make an Alderman feel gayOr soothe a yellow journalist;And then the things they say are soExtremely—well, in fact,—you know!MORALThe closest scrutiny can find
No morals here of any kind.