On the 14th of July the Tricolouer is unfurled
and in that rag what innocent blood there is stained
the ungoldy Marseilleise to be sung in parts of the world
To remind us all when the Terror reigned.

The heathens then danced at Notre Dame
the goddess Reason they extolled
But reason died beside the Faith
Entombed in a sepulchre dark and cold

When Carmelites to the scaffold strode
to fufill the appointment with madame guillotine
soon the matryrs would be in heaven's abode
whilst Hades would have its share of Gallic libertines.

Liberty They proclaim, Equality They parade,
Fraternity for the select, for such is the cry depraved.
They have destroyed their king, now another will reign.
Not of this earth but from the infernal domain.

Thus when their bloodied banner in the wind does swell,
Behold.....comes here the standard of the Kingdom of Hell

You should not be listed as "Critic," Mr. Joseph, but as some kind of poet.

Thank you and a royalist merci Monsieur mdChambs. I will ask our Chancellor to change my title from critic to quasimodo poet, or something like that.


Marcus Iosephus Ursus, resident olde poope


"Dont laugh. It is prayed for."