looking back at my first date
with mr. che the great
it was a fancy night
i was dearly excited
sail straight when the rough wind abated
we started at eight
how funny it was like a cabaret
i remembered wearing my best georgette
and you held me tight
tonight i was your marionette
and we played piquet...
then dance till we sweat...
you must think i was a coquette
luring mr. che the potentate
i tried to recite my couplet
while eating your bitter soup and chewing the 'breton galette'
well after all
it wasn't bad at all
there in the large cottage
we exchanged calumet
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