What’s special about these French poems?

Un Petit, D’un Petit

Un petit d’un petit
S’étonne aux Halles
Un petit d’un petit
Ah! degrés te fallent
Indolent qui ne sort cesse
Indolent qui ne se mène
Qu’importe un petit d’un petit
Tout Gai de Reguennes.

If you have no idea what that was all about – the next one’s title may give you a hint to figuring out the above….

Lit Elle Messe, Moffette

Lit-elle messe, moffette,
Satan ne te fête,
Et digne somme coeurs et nouez.
A longue qu’aime est-ce pailles d’Eure.
Et ne Satan bise ailleurs
Et ne fredonne messe. Moffette, ah ouais!

Source: http://members.aol.com/jbjanguish/french.htm

*Thanks Sol!


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