Pardon My French

The finest culture
 Comes from Frontz
And hoe-knee-swat-key
 Molly-ponce!

Sally learned
 To speak in French
She’s now a dame
 And not a wench

Dick acquired
 That language fair
And now he’s swayve
 And deb-an-err

Speaking French
 Will prove you’re better
Show you’ve got a
 Rays-on-debtor

Read in French
  And sack-ray-blue!
You’re sure to find
 Your tom-pair-doo

Write in French
 And you’ll be famous
Just like muss-your
 Albert Camus

You can bet
 Your dairy-air
Your French will prove
 Your salve-war-fare

He who is
 A true believer
Shows his Gallic
 Joyed-a-fever

French cuisine
 Is all the rage
So drink Bored-O
 With soft from-age

Wear a little
 Black beret
And eat cross-ants
 With French calf-A

Then there’s all
 That art you know
So speak bow-czar
 And art-new-foe

And what a joy
 To smoke Get-tans
While watching films
 That come from Cans

I guess it’s not
 An easy job
To be a phony
 Stuck-up snob…

Such games in Frontz
 They also play
But there “c’est snob”
 To speak anglais!