I'm sure this'd be a pretty poem
if it were in French.
As I am a monoglot
it has a certain stench.
Ears open I have seen Quebec
my tongue is not so brave.
My mouth's been closed in Montreal
Lest my accent end up grave.*
But cities are cities and my feet still work
a smile can do a lot.
So I've wandered and pointed and nodded my head
Monsieur Polite Monoglot
*GET IT!? Also, alt: "lest my accent misbehave"
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