FRENCH COMEDY REALLY DOES EXIST

 

French comedy really does exist

But it must come, prerequisite, 

From the joke producing region

Otherwise it’s just Sparkling wit

FOGHORN LEGHORN LE ROOSTER

 

Foghorn Leghorn Le Rooster

Crossed a busy Parisian Rue

Because he had something

Important to cockadoodle dooo

AFTER HENRI HAD BEEN TO THE DENTIST

 

After Henri had been

To the dentist his mouth

Was fresh and clean

But undid all the good work

By gargling garlic

Flavoured Listerine

A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME

 

In France, they don’t call it a pothole

Instead, they call it a hen’s nest

It sounds much nicer, doesn’t it?

But for drivers, they’re still a pest

FRENCH COMEDY REALLY DOES EXIST

 

French comedy really does exist

But it must come, prerequisite, 

From the joke producing region

Otherwise it’s just Sparkling wit

GALLIC SANDALS

 A Frenchman, wearing sandals,

Was in a bit of a gallic strop

After teasing about his footwear

His name was Phillipe Phillop

OLD MADAM

 

I was confronted by my mother-in-law

And as I fell under her icy stare

I asked “Shouldn’t you be knitting

Under a guillotine somewhere?”

FROGGY

 

In France, frogs live

Under French skies

And French frogs eat

Obviously French flies

 

 

MIXED RACE

 

He was a man from Coventry

And she was born in Brittany

But despite their nationality

They soon found similarity

They wed and found a flat to let

And they had a child named Violet

And when the daughter came of age

It was time for her to earn a wage

A model’s life is what she chose

But agents turned up a collective nose

The strangest thing had caused alarm

She only shaved beneath one arm