Der Fuhrer calls von Choltitz, bawls:
"Mein Herr, is Paris burning…?"
"Mein Herr, is Paris burning…?"
‘Tis true that Cher's ditch’d Sonny. Where's
le frère whom Cher’s now spurning…?
le frère whom Cher’s now spurning…?
Twee Gus reveres Three Musketeers:
for Dumas pere, he's yearning.
for Dumas pere, he's yearning.
Pea Green Anjou's have turn’d to blues.
Don't stare: each pear is
turning!
How much seems right to mind my mite…?
Francs our au pair is earning.
Francs our au pair is earning.
'Mongst actors, which named Charles is rich...?
A billionaire be Durning.
A billionaire be Durning.
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