Thursday, April 7, 2011

New York visa vis Paris

A few days ago, I was reminising about New York, and that got me to thinking about an even more exciting place, Paris.

Parisiens, call impolite.
You might be right.
But rare filet, they're not the pork
Like in New York.
Parisian women dress in satins
Not Manhattans;
Kiss like wine, not gin and tonics
Like in the Bronix.
Goils in Paris don't go bonkers
Like in Yonkers,
Don't go gaga over flattery.
Check your Battery.
Goils beautify Champs Elysees,
But never on the Great White Way,
Like junk bonds in a fraud
At Fourth and Broad.
Prettiest eyes you'll ever see
Await you on Le Pont Marie.
Disinterest is thorough
On New York's old Triborough.
So go to gay Paree and see
The finest goils that there can be.
Don't even look in ...
Brooklyn.

A couple of my favorite goils are going to Paris soon. I've recommended Angelina's on
Rue de Rivoli for, among other goodies, the best hot chocolate.