| Le Hot-dog Vendor | |
| 301 | The hot dog is American, |
| as all its vendors know. | |
| They sell the links from carts each day, | |
| in rain, or sun, or snow. | |
| 305 | A New York vendor took great pride |
| in dishing out cheap lunch | |
| to business men and tourist flocks | |
| in desperate need to munch. | |
| His sales, they had consistency. | |
| 310 | He never lacked for funds |
| until that upstart lad next door | |
| too sold his franks in buns. | |
| The people did not note the shift, | |
| for hot dogs do not change | |
| 315 | depending on the stand that sells. |
| All hot dogs are the same. | |
| The vendor felt quite destitute. | |
| He watched his profits halve. | |
| He’d need a brand new business plan, | |
| 320 | and he would need one fast! |
| He added magazines to stock, | |
| but these days no one reads, | |
| so he plays music – no success. | |
| It’s drowned out by the street. | |
| 325 | As revenue keeps climbing down, |
| his status grows more dire, | |
| so hot dog man packs up his stand | |
| and makes plans to retire. | |
| “Well if this is the end of me | |
| 330 | I’ll go out with a bang! |
| I’ll pack my bags and head to France | |
| to vacate, or to stay!” | |
| The man had always dreamed of France | |
| from all the things he’d read – | |
| 335 | the culture, art, and oh the wine – |
| but sadly he’d not been. | |
| With business slowing down now, though, | |
| and age now sneaking up, | |
| the hot dog vendor boards a plane | |
| 340 | and kicks up New York dust. |
| At Charles de Gaulle he grabs a cab | |
| and starts his Frankish tour. | |
| La Tour Eiffel et Notre Dame! | |
| Excitement starts to soar. | |
| 345 | At noon he sits outside the Louvre. |
| A rumbling quakes his gut. | |
| He’s hungry for some French cuisine | |
| but knows not what he wants. | |
| Nearby a vendor’s selling crepes, | |
| 350 | and Yankee scouts the fare. |
| He notices a sausage link | |
| he’d not expected there. | |
| An idea stormed his eager mind. | |
| His trip must be cut short! | |
| 355 | The hot dog man jumped on a plane |
| and flew back to New York. | |
| His business thrived, he earned much cash. | |
| The crowds, they flocked to eat. | |
| Where gimmicks failed, his sign succeeds: | |
| 360 | Le hot-dog de Paris. |
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