Bourbon Street Yeet

I was at a wild party, up above bourbon street. When someone cried out, so, what's a Yeet? An imbibed guy replied, as he rose from his seat. "Au contraire Mes aims, e'st fait accompli." Well, a yeet's a teen yet, that's still very messy. Cause he styles his fine hair, With ranch salad dressing. Yeah, I wanna be fair, but he had too many. And it's always a blast, when you party with French Yeti's! I really don't speak French, Only, English and bad grammar. Hope I won't end up, In the Poetry slammer.