THE ENGLISH DON’T TRAVEL WELL
Franglais
Cuckoo for Coco and
Piaf’s broken record
skips among the Orangerie terrines
the Hall of Mirrors shatters the
lune-de-miel over Maurice,
ever the Chevalier
Spanglish
the flittish flamenco queen’s
castanets clitter in progressions
spangles skitter from her cleavage to
the darkest chorizo
hanging from the rafters
the barrio blooms with garlic
Germish
Ich sick and the sensible eins number one
approach is a precise dose double zwei
for the kleine drug problem drei in a trice
solved with blues so blau
reds so rot mein gott
we were so jung
The rest are best left
over the borderline