all the while,I've been French!
"oh,and do you support Manchester United?"
my social life has been blighted!
by that damn football team!
its more than extreme
that when you tell people
you're from the North West
they're only impressed by footie talk
I feel like putting a great fat cork in their gobs!
we're not all football yobs
I can't stand the fucking game
its lamer than lame
"And do you like Oasis?"
I can tell you right now,none of that shite graces my record collection
my stuff's introspection
'Emo' I think they call it nowadays
so when I found out my name was originally French
it was'nt much of a wrench
to ditch the 'Manc'
and join the ranks
of those who appreciate wine-
cheeses and bread
those,who are well read
.....not to mention the thing about me being an extremely fashionable(but understated)Madame
drinking coffee,not builders tea
spohisticated and wearing black
no sportswear graces my back!
Paris is mine! my tastes are fine!
And when I woke from my dream
had a Greggs doughnut filled with cream
threw off my wellies,put Corrie on the telly
or should I say 'Du pur bonheur!!'