French Technician Poem by Lee Fones

Met a charming Parisian
All the way from France
People called him frogolian
As he did Frenchie Dance?

Sitting and we talked
About French constitution
Actually made me shocked
All that blooming prostitution

Told me about Jean Potage
French born alien
Lived in a tiny cottage
Member of Episcopalian*

He rambled on and on
I kept saying qui, qui
Bored wish he'd gone
So desperate for a pee

Quickly I had to go
Then back for dinner
Frenchie bloke in full flow
Air round somewhat thinner

French man had pea soup
I enjoyed my prawn cocktail
Mentioned I'm into the coop*
He loved the song called Gail

Then along came the mains
Specialty was frog's legs
I had something plain
A gammon with two eggs

Showed me wooden shoes
I then began too yawn
Then began to snooze
And waking up at dawn

It was after all a dream
A surreal premonition
Then I gave a scream
Meeting, French technician


Episcopalian=*member of the Episcopal church
Coop*= nickname for Alice Cooper