The Frenchie Song
by Citoyenne Ainsley and
Baroness Austen
Sung to the tune of "The Christmas Song" (Chestnuts roasting...)
Frenchies sweating underneath the blade
Ropespierre cutting off your toes
Yultide carols being sung by the League
And Percy dressed up like an eskimo
Everybody knows that Percy and his League members
Are the most smashingly dressed of us all
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will keep their little heads tonight
They know that Percy is on his way
He saved lots of little Frenchies yesterday
And every aristocrat is gunna spy
To see if Percy will come strolling by
And so, I'm offering this simple phrase
To Frenchies from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways:
Sink me!