Francois Martin
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The head had fallen in the basket,
the skin was turning white, but
slowly, the eyelids lifted
And its eyes fixed on mine
His lips began to unseal and
With an utter cry he said
Franรงois Martin is my name
And this is my tale of dread
Once upon a time I had
Four wives he softly said
I loved each and everyone of them
Right until the, right until the end
The first one was Yvette
She was sweet like anisette
But for kitchen she was unfit
So I ate her bit by bit
Hรจlรฉne, my second wife
She was the light of my life
But she wan't very bright
So I burned her with delight
Mรฉlanie was my third
A nice good looking bird
I choked her with a tie
But I can't remember why
The fourth one was Annette
She was a shy brunette
But she used to snore in bed
So I axed her on the head
Franรงois was my name
I loved until the end
Pity that for women
I had to lose my head
But even if I'm dead
And my neck is still in pain
If I did have the chance
I'd do it all again
Franรงois, notre tendre mari
que nous avons tant chรฉri
jusq'ร l'autel nous a menรฉes
puis au cimetiรจre ร l'arrivรฉe
De l'autre cรดtรฉ, nous veillons,
'Jusqu'ร Ce Que La Mort Nous Sรฉpare'
de cette promesse, nous nous souvenons
avant peu, il aura sa part