Fete Patronale

A French Limerick, if there can be such a thing…




At the Fete Patronale here in France,
whilst I stood in a wine-induced trance.
A lady of substance
had caused a disturbance
by showing her drawers in the dance.

She was notably broad in the beam,
had a fondness for cake, it would seem.
When she wiggled her bootie,
it was clear her Clafouti,
was habitually smothered in cream.. bon..bon..

© franciman 2023
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C’est bon, magnifique!


Is this French limerick
good enough for a pick?

Well, I like it.

Last edited 2 years ago by ionicus
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