Oh dear. Poor old France. It’s all going wrong
Ever since Zinedine Zidane’s head-butt
They’ve been dans la merde, suddenly off-song
And now the Champs Elysee’s gates are shut
Sarkozy’s feeling dozy, in a rut
And Platini’s plateaued quite patently
The European Championship’s not got
The French in it much longer. C’est la vie.
Unless in the second half, like Turkey
The French find va va voom, and before long
The golden generation is kaput
La belle epoque is indeed history
But when the tolls of Notre Dame are rung
Les bleus will no longer have made the cut
Tue 17 June 2008
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