Short The French Poems
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Frank Kupka the French artist
was a natural anarchist
First to create true abstract art
sadly with too many ideas to impart
Egg For Breakfast
Did you know
That the French people
Only have one egg for breakfast
As they find that
Un oeuf is enough.
Form:
All the French
I can take -
piece of cake.
A baguette
or croissants?
Paris tempts.
Cream inside;
lick my lips.
Morrow’s trip.
Since Mexico cast off the French
Make sure a Corona to clench
And forgo the Merlot
On Cinco de Mayo
But buy beer which can a thirst quench
In the beginning was a rooster
Whose little thing needed a booster
Around about ten
Along came an hen
And that cocky bird up and goosed her!
Jean Baptiste Greuze truth to tell
his art stories are still known well
The French revolution was his downfall
dying in poverty his final call
The French poet&critic Baudelaire
made many a quote sans a care
Genius, being chi!dhood retrieved, at will
a childhood.. equipped with adult skill
Dere once was a goil in da Quawta
Who never did do what she oughtta.
She stripped down one night
--Dat was really a sight--
Till NOPD come and caughtta!
Americans come by the clock
A British lass just hikes her frock
The French love a tongue
The Swedes like well-hung
But Left or Right Thai knows Bangkok!
There once was a lady of size
Who used to warm pies with her thighs
The sauce which was free
She kept on her knee
But where did she keep the French fries?
roaming tabletop
persian’s taste for dainty things
the french-pressed coffee
soft black fur prowling tea cups
be careful kitty, it’s hot
The French all share an attitude
That everyone is in the mood
A fondness prevails
For edible snails
Because they can't stomach fast food!
His guard couldn’t help snitchin’
When he washed grenades in his kitchen.
This general had a hazardous heart,
His name: Linoleum Blownapart.
French cuisine for some see it crude.
Eating snails appear horribly lewd,
but well known in France,
its folk took a stance,
as the French cannot stand fast food.
Audrey Hepburn
the darling of the sixties
in Paris making it posh and pretty
enticing her viewers to want to see the Eiffel Tower
Making the French appealing to viewers
Anna wallflower didn't have many chances
and nodded when Pierre asked her to dance
he spiked her fruit punch
to prime her for a pump
but Anna bit his tongue clean in half
Her tongue was sharp and witty,
It slashed right through, no pity.
Till fab first French kiss
Explored a new bliss.
Paris now is her city!
August 21, 2021
The versatile jazzy rhythm went boom boom bah bing
We were dancing happily with a zany
Zingily zing
In the French quarter of New Orleans
Pretending we were voodoo queens
I wrote
arrow
so fast
go past
Cover-
is dew
morn hung
hundredth
arrow
is cast
Blasted
night bed.
becloud
lover
he drew.
Sponsor by Mystic Rose Rose 08-18-21.
I once met a young lady from France
Who was having a tourist's romance
With a man from Cheyenne
Whose first name was Dianne
The French like leaving gender to chance
10-6-19
Down from a prospect, acclaimed
As that clear eyed
Of a Reisling grape
On the french side
With the local product spilt
Adds, dare I say
What of its sparkle
Gives life to bay.
Come be merry
on the streets of the French quarter.
Come be merry,
plum liqueur and praline whiskey.
We’re the oldest brick and mortar,
drink and have an appetizer.
Come be merry.
BOO
B boo is beau beautiful derived from the French word
O one's significant other
O ordinary opened to verbal scaring
10/04/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
The once was a man from Dunkirk.
The war came and he went berserk.
In the French battle field,
Local harlots did yield.
Escape came by fancy footwork.
© January 16, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
senior year's start and Guy's Buick Riviera . . luxury loving
Sept. 2, 2020
Note: Guy is the name of the French Canadian I met and briefly dated, 1972.
It's pronounced as GEE