A propos of nothing
Saturday, May 6th, 2006I just started singing to myself this silly song that I must have learned while I was studying French in high school — (sorry for the spelling, lack of accents where they belong, etc) C’etait un roi Merovingian Q’allait souvent a la chasse Chassait avec beaucoup de grace, Tuait surtout ses copains … … and […]