Some Stale Pottery About France
Oh, greatest and most powerful of worthy Big Ideal Things,
we beseech thee
Supplicant on Gallic knees
we ask that
(if it's not too much trouble)
You tell us why, oh Why,
did our flatulent attempts
at appeasement
not save us from the touch
of the Allah-fearing darkish people
who comprise 8 percent of our population?
Perhaps it is because
we did not offer them government-subsidized cheese?
