Do you know this great nation
that drinks from impure vines ?
This brave Raymond on his bike
was called the eternal runner-up .
Idol of retired grocers
who sent poems to the Komandantur
and spoked of the gentle
banks of the Seine
to the starry -eyed drudge,
all expenses -paid travel ,
road to heaven ...
'' Marshal here we are !
You who give us one shower a month ! "
I seek inspiration
in the mists of the north ,
in Italian coffee ,
and even in the flemish flatlands,
which makes laugh
the chicken run diversity !
A belgian beer is ends
in sudden death
from boredom ...
Or sometime a Swiss
prisoner of the mountains ,
dream of some Alpine ocean...
Germans are tired to be the best...
And even the English
don't drink tea anymore ...
Here is something
who comfort the people of cheeses,
smooth as Dali's clock ...
''And notre dame ? ''
You might ask ?
- '' alas ! Joane of Arc
will not return mon général !
And the emperor in his wheelchair
fall asleep in front of the screen ! ''
At the next bonfire
it'll make a nice space
for gaypride !
It's friday ,super Dupond
goes to the mosque ...
Glory to our beloved
president Abdoulaye !
The great nation bids farewell
to the world that smiles upon it
like an old habit ...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: August 15th, 2025 10:21
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Comments4
Again a lovely poem.
Your poem always carries deep knowledge.
Nice, very nice
It's sharp .
A great nation that once was and has lost all its splendor !
Lorenz this poem speaks gallons of thoughts in dripping words. Distilled wonder in poetic style
Humor distilled in a bad pronk !
A delightful poem. With a gentle smile, you strike at the sacred cows — not destroying them, but giving them a slight nudge so they roll down the hill of history.
A belgian story that won't make our french friends laugh !
Wow, beautifullly put. I've been prejudiced against the French for a long time, probably because they've been in steep decline probably since Louis IX...
The country that has won the most pointless victories of the history and lost its major conflicts !
Recognize a great cultural heritage .
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