Superman goes French

French kid's poetry from a fellow Dutch Kiwi:

Superman goes French

By Marja Blom

Last week a rumour went through town

Superman goes French they said with a frown
Oh la la, bonjour and Au revoir he said
He holds a French stick and wears a beret

He uses the stick to hit the enemy on his head

but all what happens is he breaks the bread
In the wrong direction Superman flies

Because that French beret covers his eyes

Yesterday we saw him eating some Brie

With a French lady who called him Mon Amie
But that was before he dismantled a bomb in her flat

She wanted to distroy the world with that

Superman delivered her to the police

He saved the earth said a press release

Beret thrown away, rumour deleted
French stick eaten, mission completed

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